"I’ll sit and pretend I know someone at an intimate depth; it only makes me feel like shit in the end, because you’re only as good as the people you consider your friends. So watch an aching past surface, and now I’m half certain that everyone who associates with me is a bad person - because everyone who associates with me is as worthless. Now I finally understand what it means to lack courage, and at the end of the day it just defeats the damn purpose to share the fruit of your knowledge while completely malnourished. So I’ve been trying to get rid of the things that torture me inside. Congratulations, you’re cordially invited to a small list of things that I normally would hide. Like, high school, no comprehension of enough harm. Codeine for numb hearts and patching up cut arms. But drinking cough syrup when you don’t have a cough is ironic, because in reality you’re sicker than you thought. But like hearing new music and being too scared to turn it up virgin blood mostly told me to stop at the surface cuts. And sometimes I wouldn’t eat more than a couple bites. And sometimes I’d go a week and not sleep more than a couple nights. And sometimes I’d get so wrapped up in the ‘couple life’ when the ‘couple life’ failed me the first couple times."
A Small List of Things That I Normally Would Hide by Flatsound (via tristanbdumont)