Cyber_Hydrangea

When every breath of air reminds me
Why I look forward to dying.
And I Just want to run from all the people, and let the blood inside my veins worship the walls of this black steeple. Would you come and pray for what's left of me? And tell the gods above that I was all that I can be.

I feel the ebb and the flow,
Of my past tained memories, they don't want to let me go, they're taking place in the revelry.
In the unwinding of me, they look on through the travesty.
Smiling and dancing away, as I lose all my sanity.

Oh you like clicky switches? So you're basically clicker trained already. 🖤

I think I'm at the point where if a stranger in a van shook a bag of Lexapro at me, I'd probably hop in

I hate how depression can just take things from you that you love.
Like I know I enjoy this activity, doing this would normally make me feel better, but now I can't fathom ever wanting to do it again.
A paralysis that feels like golden handcuffs. Where the relief is in not doing, but so is the pain

Real magic happens when it's both at the same time.

I would be dead without my cats

Dear monster,
If you continue to squeeze me this hard
Your nails might dig into your own hands
So be careful while you kill me, I say
Kill you? It replies
You're falling apart, I'm merely holding you together.
The only one who is killing you
Is you.

Squeezing and squeezing and squeezing away
Wringing me out, wringing me dry
Until the little that was inside spills unto the outside
Stolen by force
Permeating my skin and covering my clothes

When you're so afraid of abandonment you can't even let the worst parts of yourself go

When you lock your pain in a cage, but lost the key a long time ago, so now it sits in you and rots

When your desire to not be alone integrates that rot into your bones

What a slow and painful death it is

Growing more and more sick or corporate life. I spent so much time trying to survive I never got to choose what I want to do in life. I just needed more money, and jumped to make it happen in one of the worst times of my life.

There's got to be more to life than this.

I bet her blood looks pretty

I'm going ghost! I yell loudly into the lobby of people as I shoot myself in the head

If one person laughs it'll be worth it

princess who tips the bottle of alcohol back when you're drinking it so you cough up some alcohol on your shirt while struggling to drink it all and sneers a bit about it

Low-poly 90's era funk music will save us all

If you don't fuck with the Jet Set Radio OST I'm sorry but we can't be friends

If the titties are out and you don't at least kiss one of them, I will get genuinely offended

Psa- If you find yourself in my house I will start stripping while cooking once the kitchen gets too warm, and you can't laugh at me if I catch stray oil to the titties

For some strange reason the atrium where I work smells like pool floaties, and boy did that get my completely normal brain going

Call me build-a-bear the way I stuff these dolls

Neferpitou from HxH is so fucking gender

cw nostalgia critic

I'm gonna flick that clit like an analog stick :3

So be careful while you kill me, I say
Kill you? It replies
You're falling apart, I'm merely holding you together.
The only one who is killing you
Is you.