“What Did I Do Wrong?”

Zdzisław Beksiński

Crawling Death, 1973

Oil on canvas

Thought I could fly, So I stepped off the golden. Nobody cried, Nobody even noticed.

I want to punch a wall until my fists bleed and crack. I want to destroy everything and rip myself to fucking shreds.

tfw you randomly get the urge to bang your head against a wall

i really will find any fucking way i can to destroy myself huh

“Mental illness has ruined my fucking life, don’t ever tell me that it’s a choice.”

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