How are you?
Me: Do you really care?
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Don’t you hate it when people make a joke about you, about something that you are actually incredibly insecure about and they don’t realize it, but every laugh feels like a stab in your chest, because it hurts so much and brings up memories you’d rather forget, but you can’t say anything, because then people would know your weaknesses. They’d know how insecure you really are. So instead you just laugh it off, and hide the pain you feel inside.
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Society taught me that no matter what size I am, I will never be good enough. I’ll always be too skinny, too fat, too short, too tall…Too this, too that.
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Leaving you was probably the hardest thing I had to do. I made this decision, with listening to my brain, not my heart. Because my heart could never take that.
I left you, without thinking about what is going to happen. I left you without thinking about giving you another chance, because I knew it would be in vain. Falling in love with you, was the best thing that ever happened to me, but somehow, it became the worst. I don’t know what I feel right now, is it regret? Pain? I don’t know. All I know, is that, no matter what you did to me. Leaving you created a great emptiness. That none could ever fill.
I miss you.
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I’m done. I’m done texting you first. I’m done hoping you’ll call and I’m done crying myself to sleep. You’re just not worth it anymore.
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How do I say goodbye to someone I never had?
Why do tears fall to someone who was never really mine?
Why do I miss someone I was never been with?
Why do I love someone whose love was never truly mine?
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My friends say I am so strong I wish I could say this to them:
I am tired of trying, I am tired over crying, I know I am smiling but inside I am dying!
may be then they would realize I am just a good actress!
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Suicide does not mean there was no killer.
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People think depression is sadness. People think depression is crying. People think depression is dressing in black. But people are wrong. Depression is the constant feeling of being numb. Being numb to emotions, being numb to lie. You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again. Days aren’t really days; they are just annoying obstacles that need to be faced. And how do you face them? Through medication, through drinking, through smoking, through drugs, through cutting. When you’re depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get through the day. That’s what depression is, not sadness or tears, it’s the overwhelming sense of numbness and the desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next.
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Sometimes I just want to give up, go crawl under my covers and cry myself to sleep. But I never tell anyone this because I know they won’t understand.
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Usually, people think that I’m a strong, happy person..but behind my smiles they just don’t know how much I’m in pain and almost broken..
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A breakup is like a broken mirror. It is better to leave it broken than hurt yourself to fix it.
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It hurts the worst when the person that made you feel so special yesterday, makes you feel so unwanted today.
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Most people end up cheating because they’re too focused on what they’re missing instead of appreciating what they have.
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Having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. It’s the fear of failure, but no urge to be productive. It’s wanting friends, but hate socializing. It’s wanting to be alone, but not wanting to be lonely.
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i saw her cut her skin. i saw the bruises. there was only pain left for her.
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