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darling, i should never call you that. "darling"- it's a synonym for everything i used to feel with you and all the guilt which follows it. so badly have i wanted to stop using it, to stop referring to you as that, but your name hurts too much. darling, did i ever mention that i traveled to the moon? because i did, on a night where the earth was spinning too quickly that all the colours bled into one and the painting made me ***** it's not a kind story and ever since then, i haven't been kind either. darling, what's the difference between heartache and dying? i'm tasting flakes of flaming ash on my tongue and it's scorched my mouth so bad i cannot speak everything i feel (not that i would've anyway). you're everything drawn on the back of my eyelids and everything knifing my stomach and everything, oh god, you're everything. darling, you're nothing, you're absolutely nothing, you don't mean a thing to me. darling, i realise that seems ironic but i've never been anything but that. i've been treading on the moonlight and inhaling charcoal and the bullet-wounds have cracked against the silence of your absence. darling, i think i'm losing my mind.
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
darling
darling, i should never call you that. "darling"- it's a synonym for everything i used to feel with you and all the guilt which follows it. so badly have i wanted to stop using it, to stop referring to you as that, but your name hurts too much. darling, did i ever mention that i traveled to the moon? because i did, on a night where the earth was spinning too quickly that all the colours bled into one and the painting made me ***** it's not a kind story and ever since then, i haven't been kind either. darling, what's the difference between heartache and dying? i'm tasting flakes of flaming ash on my tongue and it's scorched my mouth so bad i cannot speak everything i feel (not that i would've anyway). you're everything drawn on the back of my eyelids and everything knifing my stomach and everything, oh god, you're everything. darling, you're nothing, you're absolutely nothing, you don't mean a thing to me. darling, i realise that seems ironic but i've never been anything but that. i've been treading on the moonlight and inhaling charcoal and the bullet-wounds have cracked against the silence of your absence. darling, i think i'm losing my mind.
i'm so ******* paranoid all the time.
#heartbreak#suicide#sad#depression#worry#anxiety#heartache#ptsd#breakups#darling
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
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