You’re a dork, and that’s what made me fall for you. You aren’t afraid to be goofy around me, and I can’t even begin to tell you how much I appreciate you opening up to me.

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You’re a dork, and that’s what made me fall for you. You aren’t afraid to be goofy around me, and I can’t even begin to tell you how much I appreciate you opening up to me.
I don’t remember the last time I said “I’m okay” and truly meant it..
Sorry, you have to deal with someone like me…
having anxiety and depression at the same time is kinda like someone holding you down while another person yells at you about all the things you’ve done wrong
Most people don’t grow up. It’s too damn difficult. What happens is most people get older. That’s the truth of it. They honor their credit cards, they find parking spaces, they marry, they have the nerve to have children, but they don’t grow up. Not really. They get older. But to grow up costs the earth, the earth. It means you take responsibility for the time you take up, for the space you occupy. It’s serious business. And you find out what it costs us to love and to lose, to dare and to fail. And maybe even more, to succeed.
Maya Angelou. (via sublimequotesilove)
Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.
Andrew Boyd (via onequoteperday)
Be gentle with yourself. You’re doing the best you can.
Unknown (via thepowerwithin)
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Crying myself to sleep. Goodnight
How much hurt do you think my heart can take?
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The fact that you don't want to be there when he's born hurts me.. By being my lover and best friend, you should want to be beside me every step of the way. And how you said, "why should I? He's not my kid." Those words right there tell me your not ready for all this.. Those words broke my heart to the absolute core. How could you say that? I mean I know he's not physically yours, I know that.. And I also know it's not your job to help raise him, love him, ect.. But what I'm not understanding is why do you get excited to feel him kick? To hear his heartbeat? To go with me to my doctor appointments? Saying you can't wait to spoil him. That you wish he was here already.. How can you say all those things, and feel that way when "he's not your kid?" ... And I'm sitting here crying because your suppose to love me no matter what. You knew what you were getting yourself into by letting me back in your life. If your not ready say something..
We are all damaged. We have all been hurt. We have all had to learn painful lessons. We are all recovering from some mistake, loss, betrayal, abuse, injustice or misfortune. All of life is a process of recovery that never ends. We each must find ways to accept and move through the pain and to pick ourselves back up. For each pang of grief, depression, doubt or despair there is an inverse toward renewal coming to you in time. Each tragedy is an announcement that some good will indeed come in time. Be patient with yourself. — Bryant McGill
Becoming a better person for my Son.