love never dies.

 it's amazing that people can spend their whole lives trying to get another person to love them.

can't stop.

 

When you decide to die, little things begin to happen. You stop looking both ways before you cross the street, you start answering the door without asking who’s there. You don’t hold onto the railing when you go down the escalator, you don’t buckle your seat belt. You play with matches. You smoke, and breathe it in, actually praying it will make a difference. Deciding to die is actually almost nice, in a way. You stop caring. Even if you are not pro-actively looking for ways to kill yourself, you stop looking for ways to survive. I don't know how I got this way, but it's alright, 

.. because I'll never be alright again.

 

lay awake at night.

 

 

schatten der nacht, ich bin schrecklich müde. erinnerungen sorgen dafür, dass ich mich hässlich fühle. 

sitze da und starre in die nacht rein, erneut mit meinen erinnerungen wach sein ..

forgive me.

 

 

i know you hate me, but it's okay. i hate myself too.

please forgive me for beeing born.

 

 

 

already gone.

 i'm already dead, dead but breathing.

you don't care how it hurts.

i promise.

 

'promise me you'll forget you've ever met me'

'i promise i won't'

silence.

 

 

silence is often a person's loudest scream.

 

  

sleep forever.

i don't want to live. i don't want to die. i just want to sleep.

i nead a break.

 

 

 please, give me a fucking break.

once upon a time.

es war einmal &' wird nie mehr sein ..