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Made vegetarian pasta for the first time! Proud of my masterpiece. 🌚😏. #vegetarianpasta

My brother is getting a hair cut whilst I take selfies (at Penang, Malaysia)

Dear depression, it's time I confront you. When you came into my life, you didn't come alone. You came with the suicidal thoughts and 3am cries, you came with the anxiety attacks and lonely nights. You came with the cuts and you came with the burns. I welcomed you in my arms and hugged you so tight, I never noticed the day you took away my light. . Dear depression, the day you became my best friend, I lost my will to live. I missed the possible family gatherings, I missed the memories at school, I missed the taste of freedom and I missed myself but most importantly, I missed something you were so against - being happy. . Dear depression, I couldn't see you but I heard every word you told me. You told me that I was useless, worthless and everything that I wasn't. You told me he chose her because I'm not good enough. You told me my mother didn't love me because I'm not her daughter. You told me my father loves my brother more than he loves me. You told me my best friend would be better off without me. You told me my existence didn't matter and I should get rid of myself. . Dear depression, we were friends for years but it was time I let you go. I'm now 19 years old and I can proudly say my existence matters, I'm good enough and my family and friends love me. . To anyone who is going through a rough time and dealing with mental illness, you'll be okay. You're going to overcome the illnesses and not fake the smiles anymore. You're going to step outside and feel free for once. You're going to have every positive energy in you and most importantly, you're going to love yourself so fucking much that no one can bring you down ever again. #mentalhealthawarenessmonth

#mentalhealthawarenessmonth

Franky: and what if you're waiting forever?

Bridget: then, I'll wait forever

Seven Years

The two people met, after seven years of being apart. They’re now face to face in the massive field of grass, looking into each other’s eyes and remembering their not-so-perfect friendship with fights that end with “I love you’s.” The friendship that saved both their lives but also ended a huge part of them.

He had his German Shepherd’s leash in his hands as his dog sat there, calmly.

“You changed… A lot.” He says, looking at her as he steps closer to her. She smiles, not knowing what to say but the truth is, has she ever known what to tell him?

I guess not.

“Yeah well, seven years changes people.” She lets out a fake laugh, still hanging onto the past. Let’s be honest, how does one get over a friendship in a short period of time? Let it be seven months or seven years, everything stays the same, except…

“Feelings don’t.” He blurts out, wide eyed. Did he read her mind? Maybe, maybe not.

“Feelings change too. Just like how yours did, towards me.” She says. Her eyes stung with tears as she thought of the past and of every single memory they had.

She hears her name being called. She turns around to see her seven year old niece running towards her. She places a hand around her niece’s shoulder as she looks at him again, faking a smile.

His dog lets out a bark and he smiles at her, reaching out for his ringing phone. “I’m coming home soon, honey.” And hangs up, looking back at her, faking a smile.

t’s probably her daughter, he thought.

It’s probably his daughter or wife, she thought

Just like that, they walked their own separate ways once again,

never

looking

back.

but still hoping to meet again in the

years.