Depressive - Tumblr Posts

I wonder if there will ever come the day in which someone can learn to love me

I still waiting for the day my life stops being it gets better and actually gets better

am i still here because i want to keep going?

or because I'm expected to be there every morning?

Fix me with gold

Like in the old Japan

And like platters and teacups

Bring me back to life

i just came across "Car Radio" from twenty one pilots and i sincerely don't know what the song it's supposed to be about, but i relate to it in the way of my dad being my car radio, and since he is away (not dead just a work exchange for a year), I'm just missing something in my life, and my dad is not here to fill that space, so i sit in my room in silence and think, and think, and think, and the more i think the worse i get, and the only way to get my head out of that space is music and sometimes not even music helps me.

I've been in a really bad head space lately and i just want my car radio back

Knowing that our species is just a pile of shit Idiots Worthless Useless Knowing that were all going to die just for a new generation a new life And for what? We're still killing people to say that killing people is wrong,to have world peace when we're still having wars Still fighting for no reward We're all just savages Hungry for new blood looking for a way out to find this taste of freedom but is it really there? What God is going to save us? Take us to this heaven This paradise? Does it even exists? Drugs rape Suicide murder Kidnapping Saying if we pray we'll wash away our sins but we can't do that to the past

I love gore

🔪🚬I feel like shit brb scrying (screaming and crying)

Out of all the moods I drew, these four were my favourite!

Digital versions of John’s moods (don’t steal or repost without permission)

Mas acabo aceitando que esse é só mais um fracasso da minha longa lista de fracassos.

Clube dos Suicidas

May 2015.

“The Rhythm of Pain” colored pencil, 19.5" x 25.5"

I told you I wanted to die. I fucking told you everything From the start to the end From the day to the hour But you're not listening are You? I told you I wanted to die And you did nothing.

Excerpts from a book I won't live to see.

I'm getting bad again.

It’s like you’re a child. Waking up crying at 4 am. Looking around for help. Except now you can’t find it so you look to the blade°

6 AM

I couldn't sleep all night. I wanted to talk to you I wanted so bad to tell you everything But you wouldn't care anyway.

You'd say I'm sorry Believe me I love you But not in that way 》》

Sam Smith