There are some dried flowers found in between the pages of your books.. you've done a lot of saving, haven't you? — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
That is the saddest thing about being a writer. We die in ways you cannot fathom just to keep someone alive in… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I am at the point of my life where I am realizing that I cannot write about the same shit forever. I… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Realistic writing kept me stable. It kept my mind less clustered by resting my soul; pouring it onto a blank canvas. I… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
When writing, we can be one step away from recovering as well as being one step away from relapsing. That's the most… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
There is nothing inspiring about this at all. Truthfully, not everything sad is art and sometimes sad shit is really all that is, sad… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
There's this indescribable ache that swarms beneath my skin on random days and I am always saying 'fuck off' but it never does. — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Every emotion started to feel the same. Everything started to be the same. Whenever I felt anything.. I was always either too mental or… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I'm living in a world where the sky is foreign and everything seems so strange. I need two things in all the right places,… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
It is the most annoyingly painful feeling in the world when there is someone willing to write until their fingers have ached as much… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I cannot pretend to drown myself in nothingness when in reality I feel every single fucking thing in my soul. Sure I am a… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Our hearts brag about the silliest kind of sadness in which we often find vulnerability to be one of our greatest emotion because it… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I'm under my own construction, mental lockdown and there is no way to escape it. Watching out for self-destruction because the most dangerous state… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
You're saying it wasn't your insecurities but in actuality, that's what made you leave. Now although the relationship is dead, I can't seem to… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
My weaknesses are also my strengths. Youd find it funny how I'm complacent with pain. The type who'd fall down seven times, stand up… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I live this demented life where black clouds sit comfy above my head, it's so eternal. It's home. — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Once I enter the realm of depression or when I am at my happiest, those are the moments of realization when I am able… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
