no one stole my mind as much as u did
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@codibrown13
no one stole my mind as much as u did
i’m actually tired bro, like from the bottom of my heart. i am tired
thank yourself for how far you’ve come. it hasn’t been easy.
here’s to you for still working on stuff you never mention out loud
“I don’t know what to do with my heart.”
— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Lavinia Dickinson written c. March 1862 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Lets talk about how hard it is to open up to someone about being sad for no reason. Lets talk about how hard it is to explain to your friends and family that you have this heavy feeling in your chest for no reason. Lets talk about how hard it is to understand why you’re having a panic attack while just taking a walk back home. Lets talk about how hard it is to understand your own self and how scary it is to feel like the whole world is falling on your shoulders and you have no idea why .
let’s go on late night drives listening to the songs you showed me
restart, and heal
i’m actually tired bro, like from the bottom of my heart. i am tired
horny me is a completely different person, do not tell me what she has done or said, i don’t wanna know, that’s her business
tested positive for being the best thing that’ll happen to you
to anyone enduring a depressive episode: it’s ok. you’re not being lazy or selfish. your productivity doesn’t define or devalue you. you’re coping. you’re doing the best you can, and that’s ok!
Don’t get fooled by the sweet talk.
my personal curse is the knowledge that I function best with rigid structure and strict routine but am almost totally incapable of independently establishing or maintaining that structure and routine
for personal reasons I will now be a smooth rock. feel free to skip me into some lake so I can sink into oblivion thank you and good night
I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed
New Mood: Wiping away your tears, cutting your own hair, and moving the fuck on like the bad bitch you are.