"And I don’t know how to feel most of the time, and this is bothering me the most. My insides are tormenting me, I don’t know how to handle this. My mind has gas spilled all over it’s floor, and I am afraid because one of these days one of my thoughts can turn into flames and turn me into ashes. Sometimes, my chest feels tight and I feel something painful swarming within me, lost. There are days I can barely say a word because my lungs are gray, and exhausted. I feel a thousand words clinging onto my lungs hoping for escape. But I imprison them, and bury them under regret. I do not recognize myself anymore. when my eyeballs are attached to a mirror I see death, fear, loath, sadness, confusion, I see a person who fell off a cliff and landed in reality. I don’t know how to feel most of the time, I am a never ending unescapable pit, and I am falling deeper and deeper within my human self, and I do not have the ability to rescue myself."
- Alexa Evangelista, -Cage (via vodkakilledtheteens)