Because of you
I need to learn again
how to touch myself
without hurting
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Why did we all end up unhappy
And once again, I'm that broken kid fucking up everything in my way, fucking up my relationship, fucking up everything. I drink and drink and throw up and drink again, why does it matter anymore, I'm not worth anything and the sooner people realise that the better.
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plot twist: humanity learns from its history
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have you ever come across some dialogue that resonates with you so much you end up reading it again and again
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Maybe other people dont know that the difference between being tired and depression is that being tired is something you feel like you can fix. You can nap away tired, drink enough water and your sleepiness evaporates, exercise enough and your energy comes back. You wake up on sunny days and feel rested.
But depression feels endless. A tired that only gets worse, not better. You can sleep in or sleep forever, it wouldn’t matter. You sip coffee and do yoga and turn in homework and none of it matters. You’re tired while doing everything, even the things you want to be awake for. It drags on you. Like cinder blocks through the floor.
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I wish mental illness was how it is in the movies; crying in your bathtub at 2 am and doing all of these wild things, and someone coming along to save you. But in reality you just lock yourself in your room all day and stare at the ceiling; and the world keeps moving around you but you just stand still.
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Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but ‘Mom’s’ probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
Kalyn RoseAnne (via quotemadness)
Source: quotemadness.com
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The single most toxic thing I was brought up believing is that being Adult and Responsible and Good starts with doing everything completely alone and without help
What it’s really about is learning where and when you need help, how much help you need, and knowing when to reach out and ask for the help you need to function at your ideal level
People were never meant to live alone
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Educational Spending Logic 💰 by Thomas Sanders
This is too real
Man: Okay, what can we do to improve the education of our students?
Woman: We could pay higher wages to teachers and staff to help support them.
Man: How ‘bout 50 more standardized tests.
[All cheer]
Source: vine.co
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I wish mental illness was how it is in the movies; crying in your bathtub at 2 am and doing all of these wild things, and someone coming along to save you. But in reality you just lock yourself in your room all day and stare at the ceiling; and the world keeps moving around you but you just stand still.
hatilynn
the accuracy is appalling
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Am I still a hero if the only person I save is
myself?
Am I still a villain if the only person I hurt is
myself?
B. Damani, Fairytales (via poezia-v-proze)
Source: wnq-writers.com
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@ underage girls: if a grown man starts flirting with you or making you sweet compliments based on how you look like or how ‘grown up’ you look like, start running as fast as you can and don’t look back