wanting to die 24/7 is tiring you cant even focus on anything else without forcing yourself 

You’re not the only one who is tired of this shit.

Some years ago I was a straight A student, I was motivated and successful in everything I was doing, now I’m accumulating B’s, I barely get out of my house and I stress over everything so much I end up failing or not doing it at all lmao wft went wrong

we shouldn’t be that tired at our age

Me:tired dont want to go to gym

Mum:you have to

Me:tired but okay

Me:*does 30 mins worth of boxing, 40k sled and 10 pullups in a row*

Me:*laying on my bed*tiredbut nowextrapain

infestedmindspace:

deadlight-loser​:

Ethan watched as the creature disgustingly crawled over the walls, the wet slaps of its tendrils filling the void of silence where there wasn’t a crumble of rubble falling from the recent debris.

Heisenberg straightened up his form, preparing for the battle to finally commence. Watching as Sybil eagerly jumped from wall to wall, ready to shred Miranda as much as he was.

“Find the baby. We’ll split up. You and Sybil can take east and we’ll take the west. If you find the kid first, signal is somehow. Chances are she’s with that bitch. Don’t try to take her on by yourself.” He instructed

@infestedmindspace

Part of Mia didn’t want to leave Ethan and Heisenberg behind, but if he was telling them to split up, she would do so. It wasn’t as though they would be in poor hands – they had a fucking tank of all things. They would be fine. With Sybil with her, Mia would most likely be alright too. No one has been able to put her down yet, and it was unlikely Miranda would have some secret way of killing her.

With a nod, Mia and Sybil chose a hallway and went down. She was sure to stick to the walls and ceiling, figuring that she could surprise Miranda more than sticking to the floor. She was able to cover a lot of ground, tendrils slapping wildly as she propelled herself through the hallways. There was no real strategy to trying to find them, instead dashing through hallways and rooms wildly as fast as she could. 

They split directions, much to everyone’s dismay, but they would cover more ground that way. Plus, with Sybil scaling the walls, she would be able to wipe out any threat beside Miranda, be it lycans or weird, demented zombie creatures.

Ethan and Karl continued in their pursuit, smashing into god knows what, the point of being quiet being thrown out of the window, no sense in being silent when their presence was no doubt very clearly known.

Soon, coming into one of the open doorways that split open into a large, clear open space somehow empty and void, a single pillar stood in the centre, a baby bundled up in a raggy blanket whining upon it.

“Rose!” Ethan cried.

Heaven only knows when I’m in hell.

I’ve always been on my own, so if you leave that’s some regular shit.

I overthinking, overlove, overfeel and overstress.

You don’t miss the person, you miss the feeling.

We pretend that we don’t care, but we care.

I get jealous because I know how replaceable I am, I’m nothing special.

You are alone.

It broke my heart but opened my eyes.

As a kid I built a house around my broke heart.

Voices in my head, telling me I’m gonna end up dead.

Never lonely I’m just lowkey.

I guess I’m stressed, I got too much weight up on my chest

This music’s the only thing keepin’ the peace when I’m fallin’ to pieces.

I used to shine, now I’m all in the dark.

Last year, I felt suicidal. This year, I might do somethin’ different like talkin’ to God more.

If I Jump, living trough these songs. So you know just where to find me

And I ain’t seen a light of day since, well, that’s not important

It’s been long

Told myself it’d get better, no clue what there was next for me.

Don’t cry, it won’t end. Pain will always be my friend.

Your attempts to escape from your pain is what creates more pain.