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Give me a taste of your misery
Let’s go!
Won’t you please come play chemistry?
And sorrow
I can’t believe anything that you’re telling me
Let’s go!
The walls are closing in and melting
Nice and slowI wanna be a warhol, hanging on your wall
You down there looking up at me
I wanna be a warhol
Displayed on your wall
Hung up there staring back at you
Staring back at you
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I never did lose a battle,
but I’m feeling further from the end of war.
Deplored, ignored, and rarely ever self assured…How long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call your bluff and watch you fall?
I don’t know, but I’d like to think I had control,
at some point, but I let it go and lost my soul.
Sit tight, for the revolution’s years away.
I’m losing faith and I’m running low on things to say.
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate,
the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite.
This sinking feeling in this heart of mine
Keeps me captive at the helm
So it’s seemingly a matter of time as I slowly drift straight down to hell
Like a stone dropped in a well…The end of joy, the death of truth
Came to destroy everything we knew
Lost in the void, forgotten youth
Fan the flames of the burning heart inside of you
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Tuck me into where it’s freezing,
Tuck me into bed with snakes.
Tuck me in with the tarantulas,
I wanna let ‘em in my mouth and down my throat to lay their eggs.I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had nowhere else to go.
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I’ve been obviously on the verge of a mental breakdown this week…
Haven’t been losing sleep, no I pass out almost instantly
The bad dreams get worse every week
I think I’m losing a little of meI’m getting better, but it’s in small steps…
and that’s better than being hopeless
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I wouldn’t trade it for the world, I would trade it for way less
Just a parking spot and a place to call my home
I’m always waking up hating that life ain’t perfect
Despite what they say my mistakes aren’t worth itBut fuck it, I got through today, I can get through tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.
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Head above water this year, boys.
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Cut it up and bury it and leave it underground
And I’ll take to wishing and fall under
Sleeping safe and soundJust give me medicine prescribe me anything
Just knock me out and walk me through the door
I have no desire to see through my own eyes anymore
I can’t stand all those things that she sticks into her skin,
Like sharpened ballpoint pens and steel guitar strings,
She says it hurts, but it’s worth it…She’s got blue-black ink and it’s scratched into her lower back,
Says, “Damn right he’ll rise again.”
Yeah, damn right she’ll rise again.
The Hold Steady - “Your Little Hoodrat Friend”
I don’t condone self-harm, but I can’t say I don’t relate with the feeling.
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