So I’ve been having a rough few weeks and today was no different, but as I’m sitting here with Spotify on shuffle, Black Light Machine starts playing and suddenly everything feels a little brighter. I needed that.
It’s just one of those songs, man, it never fails.
#frost* #text post #that song's been a huge source of hope for me for six years now #thanks jemi. honey, my heart hurts and i just want it to stop beating. can you help me?
ii. why won't you take me seriously for once, i love you, i still love you
iii. i’m going to throw up again, i can feel it, it’s like my body wants to be clean, it’s like, it’s like it’s trying to purge all this blackness from me but it’s hopeless, could you come over and hold my hair back for me?
iv. HELP ME, I’M DROWNING, THERE’S NO AIR LEFT
v. doctor, will i ever be okay? these pills aren’t working and the therapist keeps telling me to think happy thoughts but all i can think is that one day one of these panic attacks will make me faint and i’ll crack my head against a table and that’ll be it, that’s it for me, can you help me a little bit more or is it not in your job description?
vi. i just want you to hold me, please, sorry
vii. i can’t see a way through this.
-texts i’ll never send // s.t (via mythaelogy)