daysofbands-and-cutethings:

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I’m so disgusted with myself, and what I’ve become. I spend night after night intoxicated, and I’ve lost track of how many days it’s been since I was sober. Even after watching my best friend fall victim to addiction, here I am embracing it with open arms. I can feel it creeping up on me. And I know I need to put a stop to it but it’s honestly the only thing that makes me temporarily forget how much hurt there is inside me. I just don’t quite know what to do with myself anymore.


Ebola by Andre Carrilho
oh-teen-posts:

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“Always is valueless, I wish I’d never heard her speak a word.”
New Storms For Old Lovers, La Dispute
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