darthrader:

mother-venus:

callitrichidae:

Fuck this postFuck this post so much.You want a “Why not?”How about the way your best friend’s older sister will throw up by the side of the road because she’s crying so hard How about the way your best friend will sob for weeks in her showers, in her bedroom, in the bathroom at schoolHow about the way your mother will cry every time she looks at herself in the mirror and pictures herself bringing you homeHow about the way your father’s eyes will NEVER stop mirroring the image of your hanging bodyHow about the way your boyfriend will sit in his room in silence, unable to eat or sleep, or even to fucking shower, because why would he want to continue without youHow about the way the girl who called you a brother will start crying every time she sees your parentsHow about the way your family will sit in your house after the funeral looking blankly at one another, because god knows they can’t find a fucking thing to say that doesn’t just float through the air where you should be walkingHow about the way your sister will wake up every morning and see your door and convince herself that you could still be there, just sleeping in your bedHow about the way your ex girlfriend will come over and pull your clothes from the drawers and cry while she holds them desperately to her face to breathe in what’s left of you
Don’t you dare tell me it won’t change thingsThere may be stars in the sky and wind in the air and sun in the cloudsBut without you we do not want them
Don’t you dare be selfish enough to believe you aren’t important to us
So fuck this postand fuck this romanticism of suicideand fuck you for leaving my sister to cry in her room when she thinks nobody can hear


bless this reblog

holy shit

darthrader:

mother-venus:

callitrichidae:

Fuck this post
Fuck this post so much.
You want a “Why not?”
How about the way your best friend’s older sister will throw up by the side of the road because she’s crying so hard
How about the way your best friend will sob for weeks in her showers, in her bedroom, in the bathroom at school
How about the way your mother will cry every time she looks at herself in the mirror and pictures herself bringing you home
How about the way your father’s eyes will NEVER stop mirroring the image of your hanging body
How about the way your boyfriend will sit in his room in silence, unable to eat or sleep, or even to fucking shower, because why would he want to continue without you
How about the way the girl who called you a brother will start crying every time she sees your parents
How about the way your family will sit in your house after the funeral looking blankly at one another, because god knows they can’t find a fucking thing to say that doesn’t just float through the air where you should be walking
How about the way your sister will wake up every morning and see your door and convince herself that you could still be there, just sleeping in your bed
How about the way your ex girlfriend will come over and pull your clothes from the drawers and cry while she holds them desperately to her face to breathe in what’s left of you

Don’t you dare tell me it won’t change things
There may be stars in the sky and wind in the air and sun in the clouds
But without you we do not want them

Don’t you dare be selfish enough to believe you aren’t important to us

So fuck this post
and fuck this romanticism of suicide
and fuck you for leaving my sister to cry in her room when she thinks nobody can hear

bless this reblog

holy shit

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niggaclouds:

pbh3:

The planets, aligned.

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The planets, aligned.

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pbh3:

The planets, aligned.

the sickest thing ive ever seen

I will always reblog this

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niggaclouds:

pbh3:

The planets, aligned.

the sickest thing ive ever seen

I will always reblog this

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Pros and cons of boys:

  • Con: They’re dicks
  • Pro: Their dicks

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Sleepless Nights. Topic: Death.

08/25/1402:21:36 AM

Yet another night of no sleep, therefore I shall write more as I alwaus do. Tonight I’ve found myself thinking about the topic of death. In "The Illiad" Homer once stated that it is “Better to flee from death than feel its grip.” though many agree I do not. Death comes to us no matter what why flee from the inevitable. Live your life as happy as you can, but when death approaches you in your final moments do no fear him; instead rejoice at the thought that you did all you could with your life and then acceot his gentle embrace.Death is like a storm tearing away at those who cannot accept it as an inevitable future but instead view it as an optional path. Death will come no matter what, its how you face it in your final moments that define you. Go with death proud and without regret, or as a coward questioning all of your life decisions.

When death comes to me I shall great it as an old friend for he has followed me through life providing me with the loss and suffering that has helped me grow strong and become the man I am today. My goal is to leave my mark on this planet for all the generations who are to follow me. I want to bring new life into this world despite knowing that the life I bring in will also end all the same. I wish to bring smiles to the faces of all that I encounter so they too can see the joy of life before the relief of death. Many great men before me have left there marks on this world before encountering so called “tragic” deaths, yet I think they had just succeded in there purpose and accepted the end as it is.

What is beyond death I do not know. Many believe that when we die we move onto heaven, a place of no worries. No poverty, no war, no destruction, no disease, no anger, no death. But my point is without war how are we to have times of peace, without destruction how are we to create more in its place, without anger to compare it to how do we love. I do not bash or disregard the idea of heaven, I just accept that it is flawed and not the only possible outcome. Many others believe that after death there is reincarnation, this I do disagree with, we serve our purpose before we die, we would not be brought back to serve no purpose, without purpose what is life anyways. Unless we are recreated one-hundred percent and given an entirely new purpose in which case it is not reincarnation but instead recreation of which I feel differs incredibly. Some believe that when we die it ends. No more anything, no more joy, no more smiles, no more sadness, no more tears, no more anger, no more suffering. Nothingness seems to me to be the most comforting. It’s hard enough for me to survive one time through I cannot manage it again. Even in heaven I would be miserable, depression gripping at me even in the afterlife. But despite all the thought I have put into the different possibilities of post-death activities I do not wish to know the truth. It is a bridge I will willingly cross when I come to it.

Death is a friend, who relieves us from our pain and suffering. He brings our purpose to a close and leaves those willing to accept him content with there life and how they lived it. Death I shall welcome with open arms on the day he ask for me to accompony him to whatever awaits me. So this concludes a night of wiriting for a depressed insomniac. I hope you enjoyed the reading, and I hope none of this offended anybody. If it did, too late now, accept it as the past and move forward please.

Sincerely, Raymond Lee Simms III 

Night after night I put up fight after fight so that I don’t slip away for good. I try my hardest but yet be deserted so it’s just me my depression and I. Till the fight is exhausted and the nights are blur till pain overcomes the violence. Good night and good day it’s all the same in the mind of one so silent. The silence does hunger so swallow it does my memories and feelings leaving me alone. Night after night I put up a fight till I’m finally done.