This is what it’s like to bleed ink
Put yo fingers in it.. paint me a picture of what you think.
Make it beautiful…and make it look like love,
Make it hang from the heavens,
Make it break my trust.
Make it real, make it dangerous
Make it out of the rust
and make it passionate and impossible to touch
It’s forever, slowly resurrected from the dust.
When you understand it’s everything inside of you, it’s us.
Grieves - Bloody Poetry (via thenaturalsupernatural)
He may love you. He probably does. He probably thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t do anything. You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.
Reblog if you’d care if I killed myself
i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life
I tried to scroll too..