"Well, I’m so tired of the rain falling softly on the ground,
Just enough to get my feet wet but not enough to let me drown.
I’ve been laying in my bed wishing I had never woken,
Begging god to rid my head of every word you’ve ever spoken.
Broke my knuckles on the wall because I thought about the call
Where you said you’d always love me, do you not tell the truth at all?
Well if I ever cross your mind, make sure you write down the times
So I will know the moments I was eating you alive."
- Front Porch Step | Drown (via ghostunifier)
"Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand."
- Sylvia Plath (via larmoyante)

(via missjohnaacheriee)