@iamkingevans | 23 | Pro Solitude
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Shit just got real!

Shit just got real!


"take care of your creative health."
nayyirah waheed  (via stellablu)

(Source: nayyirahwaheed, via stellablu)



So, here I am once more. Lost and confused. Bitter and angry. Anxious and impatient. Despite my life being far better than I could’ve have expected this time last year when I was at my lowest, I still feel… Incomplete. I have amazing people who understand, even if not fully, who I am and what I’m going through, yet I still feel the need to escape. Despite everything g and everyone’s efforts there’s still an overwhelming desire to escape. From what I’m not certain. Okay, I lied. I want to escape from my reality which is nothing more than a sad and pitiful excuse of what some would call “life”. The excitement of “something new” or “being on my own” has withered away ever so rapidly. There is nothing left but copious amounts of music and self-loathing. Nothing excites nor inspires me. My curiosity no longer exists. Writing no longer helps. Everything I create is dark and depressing; an appropriate description of my feelings. I know I should be more positive and enjoy my life but I honestly feel like it is impossible. All I can think about is asking someone to help me before I self destruct but my pride won’t let me. I’m tired of feeling like I’m getting left behind or annoyed that I’m not happy even though I’m probably the cause of it all. It’s been a while since I’ve felt this way so it’s kind of surreal… Life is crazy; and it’s about time I go and do something with it. Something I, before anyone else, can be proud of. I want to go out on high note knowing I did everything I wanted to or at least made an attempt. And with that I leave you all (for now at least)…


magnificentruin:

current status

magnificentruin:

current status


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