I Just Feel So Angry, All The Time. What If After Everything That I’ve Been Through, Something’s

                       he can’t outrun the sentiments that poison his body.                                they make him sick, vulnerable, w e a k.                                             they rot him inside-out.

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                          how do you heal from such internal damage?                                         in reality, he knows he can’t.                           ——— but there’s no way he’ll be eaten alive by                                                  his own conscience.

                                         he resorts to drugs, to alcohol.                                 to the numbness it gives him no matter                                                     how temporary. 

bathtub / the front bottoms

shvdykiid:

Finally taking another look at the male and Oliver stops. “Are you fucking photoshopped? “ Oliver gets the feeling this guy leaves broken hearts all over the damn place and Ollie-kins ain’t mad. “Uh– look I’ll give you my number. I could pay for the repair, just let me know where you’re going to get it done.”

Tate looks down at the other, momentarily confused. “--- Excuse me?” He sighed before shaking his head when he looked back down at his phone again. Even if he wanted to fix the damn thing, he didn’t know anything about where to take it. “It’s fine, I guess. I probably won’t even get it fixed, don’t worry about it. Thanks though.” 

— What is your problem? — Who knows, I have so many.

Daniel C. L. (via alterated)

My poor mother begged for a sheep but raised a wolf.

Michelle K., Four Rhythms. (via paralvman)