I’m done hating myself for feeling. I’m done crying myself awake.
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I’m done hating myself for feeling. I’m done crying myself awake.
Every God damn day...
It feels unsafe how quick my mood can change. One moment, fine. The next, falling. The next, drowning. I can't keep up. I just want to be brave. I want to be stable. I want to wake up in the mornings and trust myself, trust the day to not go dark at a moment's notice. But it's always restless here. My mind can move so fast sometimes, it makes my head ache.
Yes!!
Watch: Kristen Bell opens up about the mental health double standard and how she manages her own struggle.
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Hit reblog on this so hard
SHOUT OUT TO KRISTEN BELL’S MOM THOUGH? WHAT KIND OF FANTASTIC SELF-AWARE PARENTING, WELL DONE MA'AM
“Some days I feel everything at once. Other days I feel nothing at all. I don’t know what’s worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst.”
— (via purplebuddhaquotes)
Sober
I’m sorry to my future love, for the man that left my bed. For making love the way I saved for you inside my head.
I don’t I don’t I don’t know why, I do It every every time, it’s only.... when I’m lonely. Sometimes I just wanna cave and I don’t want to fight, I try and I try and I try and I fight, it’s only, when I’m lonely.
He had a passion for things he knew could hurt him, but he never stayed long enough to get hurt. Sometimes, I guess he found that feeling with me, and the other times.... he found it being lost.
The memories
If what we had was real, how could you be fine? I remember the day you told me you were leaving...
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia... and forget about the stupid little things. Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I never can escape.
“You’d rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.”
— Jenny Han, To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before
“Some days I feel everything at once. Other days I feel nothing at all. I don’t know what’s worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst.”
— (via purplebuddhaquotes)
I have no more fight in me when it comes to friendships and relationships… if you want to go, go.