This Is Suicide Season

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We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.For when he died, he took a part of you.


benjaminhargreeves:

thedoctorknits:

i-effed-it-all-up:

im in one of those periods in my life where i cant focus on anything i cant finish an assignment i cant listen to one song for more than 5 seconds i cant sit through a tv show episode i cant finish a book i cant write a story

all i can do is stare blankly at the wall and wish i had something to do but everything i could do or want to do is just supremely unsatisfying

SOMEONE PUT IT IN WORDS THANKS YOU

Hey kids this is a symptom of depression

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  Me for anything (via boys-and-suicide)

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