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you know what i loved about france? it let me beâ
I have written words and words and words about you and you don't know. But maybe you do.
It was there on his face, a look nobody escapes from, one that would be there to hear every mew and sigh in your sleep. Then, slowly, deliberately, excruciatinglyâI was hangingâhe said, âI know, because I live a lonely existence too.â
Quotes for Future Use, Shay Chungue
And many happy returns to you, Pooh Bear.
And none for Gretchen Wieners bye
Well, I'm now alive in 2016, three years since my last post here. Today I am 26 and no one seems to care for or remember that aside from my parents. Eeyore really is my spirit animal.
Why do I keep on finding "nice" boys who treat me like this?
Oh, I can't withdraw your heart from mine You're the one thing that sticks right onto my side No, I can't withdraw your heart from mine How'd I get so stuck, so stuck to your side?
And isnât that what we all want anyway? To just move on from the crime scene and start over? Because haunting would-be relationships and failed crushes isnât healthy for anyone. The sooner you can get real with yourself and see things for what they are, the quicker you can actually end up where you want to be.
'I'm Bad At Having Crushes', Thought Catalog
Thatâs when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasnât the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasnât enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasnât enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didnât. Not enough.
Jenny Han (via Thought Catalog)
I hate being sick. It's been a while since I've been hit with Influenza.
It's really unpleasant.
I might have cried today over how helpless I'm feeling.
I'm not sure what I'm doing or what I'm feeling that makes me feel as if life should be different to what it is.
But I can't let this affect me. It's a good thing I have going on, isn't it?
Maybe you meant it in jest, but I was irritated when you made a comment saying I wasn't Chinese.
But I am proud of myself for correcting you and saying that I am.
Don't you ever--for a second--get to thinking that you're irreplaceable.
8. Accepting that you cannot party in the way you used to, and that you are going to have to start turning down some nights which people will tease you about because your sleep has become your most precious commodity.
'24 Painful Things You Must Do To Grow Up', Thought Catalog
When you hear something and then repeat it internally, youâre accepting it. Worse still, when you hear something and silently sit and donât refute it, you are accepting it.
'On Being Good Enough', Thought Catalog
6. Do I punish myself enough? Do I admit when Iâm wrong? Do I work enough every day to make myself a better person, a better friend, a better worker? Do I devolve into escapism too much to stop the force inside of me that wants to be better? What is better? Do I even hold myself to the right standards? Who do I know that has done everything right? Can I be that person? Did that person beat their laziness into a submission like I try to? Is all this mental work worth it? Will it represent itself in physical work? Tangible improvements to my daily life? Why am I so concerned with my appearance? Is everyone else? Am I too shady? Too spazzy? Too paranoid?
'6 Things You Worry About Too Much', Thought Catalog
Fucking leave me alone, you nosy bastard.