“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”
— Juliette Lewis
— beau taplin
Nikita Gill, from Your Heart is the Sea: Poems; "The Anguish," originally published in 2018
i am truly alone
it only hits me on the late nights when everything goes silent
in the car with my mind wandering
or lying in bed next to someone who i could call a stranger
i try to convince myself that i am loved, that i’m not alone
i go out drinking with friends
i spend time with family
i look for love
but nothing seems to fill the void inside of my heart
i feel guilty for feeling this way sometimes
people are jealous of me, of the life i live
i have a family, i have friends, i have love
but then again, what is love?
is love feeling like youre never good enough?
is it always wondering what youre doing wrong?
is it constantly craving the feeling of acceptance with all of your fucking will??
or does it just not exist?
-written when i was 16 & very angsty lol
There were times I was kind when I should have been cruel and times I was cruel when I should have been kind.
“Well, I think there are no villains in this world. There are just misunderstood heroes.”
— Tom Hiddleston
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