Waking up in the morning is easier if you have someone to wake up for.
I have never met someone who was suicidal who did not give a great deal of thought to how their actions would impact their loved ones. Wanting to stop hurting is not the same as wanting to hurt the people who love you, nor is it selfish. Additionally, there is nothing cowardly about living with a great deal of pain for an extended period of time and wanting it to end. It actually makes perfect sense. If it’s cowardly to not want to be in constant, overwhelming pain anymore, then label me a coward because depression hurts like nothing else you can imagine.
If you’re ever lucky enough to find a girl who is a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind, you should hold onto that. Because she’ll be yours at two in the morning and at two in the afternoon the following day. She’ll kiss you where it hurts and until it hurts. And that’s important. Someone who not only knows how to turn you on but also knows how to treat you right is someone worth a little something… and a little more than usual.
You are the first morning thought, the last evening sigh, and every goddamn thing in between.
Sleep doesn’t relieve my exhaustion anymore.
And like the sea
I’m constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole.
― City and Colour, “Sleeping Sickness” (via petrichour