How to numb this knot in my stomache as you sit and talk about my possibilities your mouth is moving but in time I won’t be able to hear your words cause it hurts this knot in my stomache How to… mer →
Escapism for an Angel Mess-Uplindamerja wrote 1 year ago: How to numb this knot in my stomache as you sit and talk about my possibilities your mouth is moving … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Alla jävla känslor! Alla jävla extrema saker Rädsla, ensamhet Ledsamhet, ilska och så vidare… … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Sorry, but we feel like you don’t really belong here You don’t belong here in this box a … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: I almost threw up my food when I read the newspaper at lunch today. All I saw were adds about plasti … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Where do I have you? I see you right infront of me with my closed eyes Where do I have myself? I see … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Rituals Flat flows automatically over the cobblestones every bump hurts, but I numb I numb you fuck … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: What’s the meaning? What’s the point? Where’s my goal? Where’s my soul? Ever … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: I’m searching even when I think I’ve found..might have found.. I think..found what I mig … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: So un-neccessary even the last one standing soon falls like everything around Loved ones goes first … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Am I just playing charades In the universe’s game? Falling from my star forgetting what we are … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: I almost wanted you to hurt me when you fucked me …but you didnt.. Torture. I deserved no pure … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Our scars fit together like puzzle-pieces on our skin No words are needed as we bless our sins And t … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Tired of being a pervert Tired of pretending Tired of writing Tired of feeling stuffed Tired of feel … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: This rollercoaster.. and by every sharp turn I bend over to throw up but I never do nothing comes ou … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: My eyes burn Still they’re dry And when I lean over the toilet-seat, nothing from my deepest c … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: ”I do” he said then he stabbed her to death Put the ring on her finger Kissed her bloody … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: My life is a cardhouse a contract on a temporary ground to build on it’s unsteady, but it … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: I can’t swallow anymore it rasps my throat making me choke I can’t breath anymore it sto … more →
lindamerja wrote 1 year ago: Stomp, Stomp That’s the sound when I break your heart No sneakers – Heavy boots Clomp, C … more →