Sleep. Weep. Repeat.

It’s like a birth but it is in reverse never gets better, always gets worse

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Today’s big regret:
Saving two dollars by choosing carryout instead of delivery for the pizza I ordered.

Now I have to put on clothes and be a person.
Ugh.

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x.
Depression
is just too much honesty.

His face pains
and contorts
as if he’s digging
for something
shallowly buried
right behind his face

It was like watching someone communicate:
“it never gets better, and it never heals, you just try to forget.”
and then we talk about suicide and depression
ruts, black holes, repetition and healing.

Life goes on
like a drunk driver
speeding down the wrong side
of the highway
into forever

you as well.

You will continue
to crash over and into everything
until you’re finally reduced
to enough fragments
and fine dust
to unbecome.

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Massive sigh.
I made it through the day.
I made it out in public
Didn’t have a massive panic attack
I laughed a little bit
Farted in the wind

What a beautiful life.

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"Laughter is what happens when you’re told the truth too fast" & I’m too fucking upset right now:

The future of Ferguson will be this:
Everyone will be in jail except whatever white politicians run the town and they’ll walk around thinking “this is better.”

It’d be great if everyone who could moved to Ferguson to protest peacefully, it’d be great if so many people moved to stand in solidarity that the jails filled, that they had to export people to jails outside the town and state, it’d be great if so many people actively broke the fucking system by proving it doesn’t work by bankrupting the country with it’s absurd incarceration rates and costs. It’d be a revolution if everyone quit their piece of shit minimum wage job to go stand in protest for all life and specifically people of color’s life.

It’d be beautiful if everyone who could collectively went to protest and made the militarized police force look like the pathetic smear of shit it is in the face of a united public.

But you know, I’m just like everyone else, far away. Shooting rubber bands at the ceiling and smashing my head into the wall feeling fucking hopeless about it.

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Crisis Line:
After awhile
you realize
it’s blunt.

It is what it says
it’s for people
who need a reminder
of all the good
they are
and all the joy
they get
out of their life.

These people aren’t trained
to deal with the calm
slow realization
that this isn’t for you.

What’s it like
to wake up
first thing in the morning
upset
and realize
there isn’t a single thing
or single person
you’ll let down
or leave unfinished
if you stay in bed all day?

Unless you count
all the whiskey you can stomach
and all the cigarettes you can breathe.

What’s it like
to constantly meet people
since you were in kindergarten
who aren’t boomerangs
or stars
or planets
that orbit near you?

I’m alone
I’m alive
at the convenience
of a few people
who don’t want to spend a few months
coping with my suicide.

Honestly has always been my worst policy.
I would choose to be poor forever to take care of someone I loved
but I’m not very lovable anymore.

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deductiom:

chillona:

one-hella-fine-viking:

loldork:

Depressing thought: in a 100 years almost everyone that’s alive now will be dead and the world will be inhabited by 10 billion or so completely new people.

not so depressing thought: maybe these new people will be less bigoted, sexist and racist.

Depressing thought: I won’t live to see that world.

Not so depressing thought: you can help to create that world.

Doom thought: The ecosystem is already near it’s breaking point at seven billion people and if you think 6.9 billion poor people are going to manage off minimum wage to raise enough scientists to magically fix the climate pollution problem, smash capitalism, manage to all go mostly vegan, manage to house all those people, and remove sexist toxic masculinity and racial issues in the next hundred years you’re really just kinda shootin’ your seed in a cesspool.

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Celebrities reminding you not to worry about any sort of drought or water shortage/crisis and to relax over such crazy over-your-head science banter by dumping ice water on your head.

(Source: hazelshaw, via mandaks)

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Found a fly inside my house
on it’s back
struggling.

Picked it up
opened the door
blew air towards the door and let it go
fucking piece of shit mother fucker flew right back inside.

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If you drive with one arm at the top of the steering wheel like you’re in a god damn Fast And Furious promo, I hope your shoulder falls out of place and you’re in pain forever.

Fuck that driving style, use your god damn blinker, ever hear of over steering?

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I’ve entered the threshold of:
“So drunk idk where all my clothes went.”
Party. Eat me.

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2,685 Plays
Swans
Blackout

separatioleprosorum:

get drunk

get drunk

breathe in

breathe in

hold it in

hold it in

don’t breathe

don’t breathe

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

Don’t talk until you’re spoken to

Don’t talk until you’re spoken to

Don’t breathe 

Don’t breathe

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

blackout

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