28 8 / 2014

28 8 / 2014

fivestupidboys:

having a really good joke but executing it poorly

image

(via ruinedchildhood)

28 8 / 2014

(Source: sholock)

28 8 / 2014

cokeflow:

“I’m on my way!” I say as I remain naked in bed

(Source: fingerblaster113, via ruinedchildhood)

28 8 / 2014

28 8 / 2014

"A person is driven to suicide by a whole bunch of different things, which build a wall around them, piece by piece, until the last piece falls into place and the wall is sealed so that there’s no way out. Sometimes we look at all the problems that build up someone’s wall of hopelessness and think there’s no way any of the insignificant things we could do would be able to take it all down. But to break the illusion of there being no way out, you don’t need to take down the whole wall, you just need to make one crack in it. … And one crack in that wall might be all it takes to turn things around and begin the long, tough job of tearing the whole thing down."

28 8 / 2014

Nobody would understand what I was going through. Why would they? Why should they? I was a mess of my own making, and there was no way out. I’d tried and failed so many times to kick my various habits. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t go to the pub and just have one or two drinks like Danny and Tom seemed able to do. Even Harry, my drinking buddy, had made the decision to cut out the booze entirely. What was different about me? Why was I so much worse than everybody else? How could I make it stop? And it was as I was sitting on my kitchen floor that the answer came to me. It was so stunningly obvious I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t thought of it before. My life had turned into a relentless hell, so the only solution was to end it.

(Source: lets-mcfly, via dearsilke)

28 8 / 2014

(Source: raise-youup)

28 8 / 2014

28 8 / 2014