Donnerstag, 6. Juni 2013

Freitag, 31. Mai 2013

Mein eigenes, kleines Alaska. So kalt, so verlassen, so leer.

I don't really have any motivation to do anything anymore. I don't feel like wasting my energy on all paintless day to day bullshit of  life. So if you don't hear from me, i ran away in my mind. Don't try to find me.

Sonntag, 10. März 2013

Suicide has been a option for me many times. I know what its like to sit in a empty room and try to cut the pain away. I know what its like to cry myself to sleep everynight. I know what it ls like to be taken to the hospital for wanting to. I know what its like to be told by my parents I couldn’t be anymore messed up. I know what its like to sit in a office with a shrink who decides to tell me what I want doesn’t matter. Trust me I have felt all these things and in my darkest days I would sit by my bed and pray I’d never wake up. I really hope that none of my friends have to feel all those awful things I felt and if they do/are I know I’d do everything I could to try and help.


We just have to act, like everything's Ok.

Sonntag, 13. Januar 2013

Die große Enttaeuschung faengt immer mit dem kleinsten Funken Hoffnung an

Jede Geschichte hat ein gutes Ende, es kommt nur drauf an, wo du aufhoerst zu erzaehlen.