Torturing myself with love songs hurts more than cutting

I know I’ll never have that. I know I’ll never love again. My broken heart won’t fall for anyone. Ever.

5 months ago on 13 December 2011 at 11:07pm 6 notes














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I guess I'm just looking for salvation. Or maybe I'm looking for something to save or someone to blame. My life's a mess, just like the way I'm a mess. I'm complicated and full of flaws. I'm sure you don't want me by your side. But here I am, I'm living to provoke the world. Sometimes I wish I was dead, but don't we all? Life's better if we're not living. It looks better, it tastes better. But I made a promise to myself. And I'm not letting go. I'm not leaving.