Words don’t even describe the chills. God bless whoever this amazing human being is.

(Source: babyghosts)

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You beautiful little bitch!

Sometimes I contemplate suicide quite seriously.

I think about how easy it would be, to leave this place. I think quite clearly of the act, and the pain it would save. I think of my suspicions that I’m heading towards psychopathy, and it would be a moral act to end myself.

The world loses it’s colour; nothing feels as good as it used to, as sweet, as fresh. Even my dreams and imaginings turn bleak and pointless, and I find myself slipping away - going quite mad - as every demented thought and apparition my mind can conjure claws at me.

And then I sleep, I dream, I wake to a new day with sunlight streaming through the windows and morning air on my skin, and a whole day of questions and adventures ahead of me, and all I can think is..

… Life, you’re a cruel, beautiful bitch. I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate you yesterday.

And then it starts again.

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Say for me that I’m alright, though things get kind of slow. She might think that I’ve forgotten her, don’t tell her it isn’t so..
'If you see her, say Hello' - Bob Dylan.

And it’s a Pirate’s life for me.

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