Confessions of a Lonely Guy

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angel girl

[anxi]

You hurt me // 8/10/15

[darkdaysandnightsallthetime]

Self imposed isolation is hard on a person at first but not to worry, it gets easier.

Eventually, the solitude become a part of you. And as that part of you becomes familiar it becomes impossible to live without and impossible to be around others.

[nondualreality]

“I can’t eat and I can’t sleep. I’m not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?”

— Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story

[lagala-je-grade]

[sadtastical]

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[heartbreakhur]

[thebrokengenderqueer]

[lovely-sighss]

[sadtastical]

[queerlysad]

[thebrokengenderqueer]

[euphoric-demonss]

[macrolit]

On this day (28 March) in 1941, Virginia Woolf filled the pockets of her overcoat with rocks and walked into the River Ouse near her home. She left this suicide/love letter for her husband Leonard. Dearest, I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that – everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.

[woshibai]

“ Insomnia” by Woshibai

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