Looking at all the scars on my skin and just thinking…why? I’m like this forever I’m a mess! everything is just so messed up! I can’t even find a reason to come home anymore. Part of me just want to jump of a bridge and the other part of me wants to live my life to its fullest. Sadly the suicidal part of me is winning ~ Lauren
"You know what she died of?
Of darkness."
 Samuel Beckett, from Endgame (via childoflust)

2 weeks ago