October 2011
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sometimes the wolves get the best of me.
teeth bared, back arched, long lashes, sleepless nights.
they hunt in packs, paws pounding over faint footsteps faster than dawn becomes twilight.
teeth bared, eyes wild, broken mirrors, bruised hands.
howling
howling
howling
i don’t make a sound when they take the first bite.
“I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.”
– Sylvia Plath (via ulna)
“And the rest is rust and stardust.”
– Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via spindling)
there is no cure for this
you can medicate it all you want
you can shove pills down my throat and make me talk ‘till my throat is dry
there is no cure for these highs and these lows
these ups and downs
these valleys and peaks
it’s eating me alive
i can’t keep up with myself
i’m tired of being so out of control
what is stability
“I want to stay in love with my sorrow, but God, I want to let it go.”
– Lithium - Evanescence (via singmesilence)
It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange when I try to explain how I feel; that I still need your love after all that I’ve done. You won’t believe me. All you will see is a girl you once knew and, athough she’s dressed up to the nines, at sixes and sevens with you. I had to let it happen, I had to change. Couldn’t stay all my life down at heel, looking out of the window, staying out of the...
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