So here I am at the late hours of the evening lost in my very own space of time and memory. I do not know why I cannot sleep and why my mind is insisting on drudging up the color of somebody's eyes, but it is so here we are. I'm sure that there are billions of others out there that are awake just like me. But perhaps instead crying because of these painful memories. Maybe doing other things that bring harm and hatred to the body instead of the love you crave. You're the most beautiful in these moments because this is when you're the most honest with yourself and the world. There are no secrets at 3 AM, just truth. The heartbreaking, soul wrenching truth. And I'm quite sad to think of 3 AM that way but I do.
But whoever you may be tonight or any other night. Please stop what you do to yourself. You are worth it my dear. So much more worth it than you could possibly imagine. And believe me,
It gets better. I am a recovered deppresionist and suicidal person. It got better for me and I guarantee you that it gets better for you too.
Suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem.
And everyone is too beautiful to die.
Except murderers and other assorted bad people. You mofos are going to hell. <3
~Beast~
