I used to think a drug addict was someone who lived on the far edges of society. Wild-eyed, shaven-headed and living in a filthy squat. That was until I became one…

Cathryn Kemp
(via yourtreeman)

i-n-fin-ity:

You were broken, so was I. 

You were hurt, so was I.

You were crying, so was I.

You were depressed, so was I.

I fixed you, but you hurt me.

I was there for you, but you left me.

I wiped your tears, but you made me cry.

I was alone and depressed, but you did nothing.

I came for you, but you walked away and never came back.

-xx