Beautiful Mess (Book I)

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"If you're going through hell, keep going. Why would you stop in hell?"










(Look at the tags below for trigger warnings)





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When people visit you every single day, it's hard to get lonely. Unless you're a ghost. Actual it gets quite annoying. In fact it's heart breaking when the people you used to love the most look straight through you. It's even worse when they blame you for their broken heart. Because they have no idea I'm dead. Trigger Warning: Contains slightly mature themes (violent and sexual) and swearing. Nothing too detailed but briefly mentioned. Completed on February 18th 2018

[COMPLETED 5/5/20] . . . Will it ever stop? Will there be an end? Honestly I don't think so. I'll be here for a long time. I'd die over and over again.

'𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔, 𝑰 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒆.'

; saying goodbye has never been harder. completed. please read the tags first, thank u heads up for the cringe, bc like, this is a lil cringy but otherwise readable also, the chapters are little out of order, idk what happened and i can't fix it Q.Q

You don't believe me anyways. You don't see me throwing away my inhibitions or filling up my online shopping cart. You don't see me diving into new life goals and careers and areas of study. You don't see my cry to myself in the car when my chest sinks in and my head gets crushed in a vice. You don't feel the panic in my stomach whenever I must make human contact. And you sure don't see how hard I try. How I wake up every morning and apply my mask. My work mask- to conceal all of this. But.... It's been the same mask for many years And my mask is wearing thin. My sadness, my anger, my paranoia and grand euphoria are trying to become a part of your world too. A world where it's not welcome. A world where it's not understood, where it's frowned upon.

Sequel to 'stop liking me' read that first

My Voice Through Poetry by _full_of_grace_

Depressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.

Based on moments.

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭.

The Light and the One Just Like Me by HumanFailureLC

"I don't understand him, and I don't think I'll ever do. The way he thinks, the way he looks at the world, it's just confusing. But it hurt. My chest wouldn't stop hurting, no matter what I did. It was never like this. With her, it didn't hurt this bad. With them, it didn't hurt this bad. It hurts... It hurts... Someone... make it stop... Please..." Content warning: Suicides, Panic Attacks, Medicine Overdoes, Death, Depression (Please do not read if you are currently depressed or are having thoughts of suicide, though my dm will be opened if anyone wants to talk)

.Long Lost.

When people visit you every single day, it's hard to get lonely. Unless you're a ghost. Actual it gets quite annoying. In fact it's heart breaking when the people you used to love the most look straight through you. It's even worse when they blame you for their broken heart. Because they have no idea I'm dead. Trigger Warning: Contains slightly mature themes (violent and sexual) and swearing. Nothing too detailed but briefly mentioned. Completed on February 18th 2018

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