Before Frank, Charles Moriarty - previously unreleased photos of a young Amy Winehouse
I really can’t handle anymore. Times have been so ugly for 3 years and even before that I wanted out. Mikey left, my “best friend” chose drugs over me, my mom hates me and I can’t do anything right. I’m homeless and going to NYC. How am I going to be successful? I want to end it now while I’m still young. I don’t want to experience anything else, life has already showed me how cruel everything is.
I really can’t handle anymore. Times have been so ugly for 3 years and even before that I wanted out. Mikey left, my “best friend” chose drugs over me, my mom hates me and I can’t do anything right. I’m homeless and going to NYC. How am I going to be successful? I want to end it now while I’m still young. I don’t want to experience anything else, life has already showed me how cruel everything is.
I hope the xanax was worth a five year friendship. I didn’t do you dirty until you came at me like a Bitch. I did my part on the money and you didn’t but you made sure you told everyone in the fucking town that I was the addict and you did nothing wrong. Don’t rob people if you can’t take responsibility. It’s all psycho high school drug addict drama. It’s bullshit. I don’t see how a real and caring friend can talk shit on me on social media instead of just messaging me. Then ask to get more pills. I guess it’s just drugs controlling her. I mean yeah I do drugs but I don’t steal anymore or forget about my friends bc I care more about pills. It’s a disgusting situation and I see her true colors. I would never destroy someone’s reputation publicly without a reason. Is she just trying to get me to kill myself or look like a bad bitch? Because she just sounds so cruel and heartless.
—Perfect
I kissed you in mid sentence and you continued to speak, that’s how I knew you weren’t meant for me.
You get depressed because you know that you’re not what you should be.
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I didn’t belong to anyone. I wouldn’t allow myself to belong
to anyone.
—Marie Howe, from Magdalene—The Seven Devils
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