like to keep me so sick just to mend me a little bit

this reminds me of myself- my mom died when i was little and i couldn’t get over it. im getting better now, but not feeling anything makes everything else so scary that i dont want to get better, even if it’s what she would’ve wanted

Lyrics ♡

Push the knife 
Till the end
In my mind 
We wade through hell 

Call me pretty 
When you’re in my mouth 
Swear through teeth 
Don’t make a sound 

Hands around my neck 
Like barbwire 
My blue lips beg 
To light your fire 

I’m on the edge 
Screaming your name 
Your brain is dead 
Babe we’re the same

Swear through teeth

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Thatorchia

A soft indie-folk ballad offering comfort through silent companionship. It honors moments of loneliness by embracing quiet presence and gentle connection without words.

Quiet Company

6//6//2016 

LYRICS
do i talk too much or not enough can't control anything
i used to say, that you are on top, that you can move mountains
tried to pick locks when i was younger with hairpins, 
i am forgetting everything as soon as it happens, 
pained by everything that i need to let go, 
yknow theres safety in self destruction because at least you know where youre gonna go
very alone i will not reach out, 
please dont come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds 
in the girls toilets at school 
oh, i'm grateful 
bull in a china shop, im waiting at the bus stop
blue tiled swimming pools, y'know i used to suffer fools
shouting less than i thoughtand breaking stuff i bought 
I learnt a lot of patience but never wanna be complacent 
i was crying into my sleeve on the top floor of an apartment complex 
i was 8 years old 
lost in a cartoon estate, you know i really think that she is my soulmate 
sorry if this is weird
nearly half disappeared at 17 years i try to retrace, 
pinpoint and drawing maps try to figure out exactly what happened to me, very alone i do not reach out 
please come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds and these are not battlescars 
these are the echoes of a disorder 
messy taurus girl with blood caked under your finger nails 
i won't ask questions 
suffocating for years and drowning in all of your fears 
i am terribly afraid strangled by desperation 
she said "you mess of crooked teeth, what'd you bury underneath?" 
i used to watch videotapes in my mams bedroom when i was sick 
i always knew how i would die one day 
on my own terms always on my own terms
and she said "dear, you are not an island" 
drinking cranberry juice at night and spilling it on myself 
oh god i need to go 
there is a past and I remember it 
I need to float through the ceiling

Adam II (Infirmary)

Nicole Dollanganger

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