"I am so tired. I feel myself drifting, away, a little by little. I am overcome by the sensation that I am crumbling, parts of my being drifting away."
— Murakami Haruki, Hard Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World (via paintdeath)


it’s getting bad again. really fucking bad.




dying-sincebirth:

sin—and—self-destruction:

black and white blog *trigger warning*

dying-sincebirth:

sin—and—self-destruction:

black and white blog *trigger warning*




so-personal:

everything personal♡

so-personal:

everything personal♡





"are we forever doomed to walk the earth
with a ball and chain around our feet,
carrying the weight of the people we have
loved, lost, and hurt along the way?
Do we ever rid ourselves of the burden,
or do we add faster than we can take away;
a never ending cycle of holding on and letting go?
And when it becomes too much, when the weight
is too heavy to be dragged any further
by our tired feet, are we stuck? Are we held down
by ghosts and memories of our past? Will you
cut the chain before you’ve made your proper
journey to escape the grueling task ahead
of you? Or will you pull yourself forward, inch
by inch, adding more charms to the bracelet
around your ankle as if it were a trophy?"
— K.M.



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