Back pushed against the wall. Hearts shattered like broken glass. The rain's dropping harder than ever like the mood(s) of Sylvia Plath. — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Very often I'm told that my heart's cold. That I'm the type to let my eyes speak what my mouth won't. That… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I met him. Him; him who in the midst of my terrible sorrow, fell in love with my madness. Him who was… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I saw the poet in you when it was obvious that your type of women were all broken and were those who… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
I spent years of being a ghost / Unsure of where home is anymore / I tell them I feel nothing /… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
The night echoes into my hollow lungs in a way that the morning and afternoon sun would never understand or be able… — 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
He traded in what he thought he had no control over for someone who he knew how to manipulate. — 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
