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You know what absolutely boggles my mind? That healthy people exist. Genuinely healthy people. No mental illness, no physical illness, no chronic illness. Just healthy. What a life that must be.

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This fucks with my head though. There are people who get up and feel… Awake, and then they go and just… Do their adult responsibilities without feeling anxious or upset? They just return phonecalls? Answer calls from unknown numbers? Don’t procrastinate doing important things until is a huge problem that makes you cry??

That sounds fake.

amargedom

“Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.”

— Unknown (via naturaekos)

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“My darling, you are allowed to fail without being a failure. You are allowed to make mistakes without being one. More opportunities will present themselves. You will find hope again.”

— R.V.

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“Two and a half years later, we sit across from each other. How are you? You ask. Well. I say. What I want to say is: I don’t really know what I’m doing here. Or, rather, you haven’t changed a bit. Or, you look exactly the same as on the day you left. I am stuck between keeping my distance and treating you the way I used to. Letting down my guard completely. It is so easy to slip into. But I could never do it if you didn’t do the same. We swap stories; updates. Everything seems so superficial. I don’t dare ask if these days you are happy. Though, I hope that you are. I tell you that I’m moving to a different city next month. You comment on the different colour of my hair. I don’t tell you that sometimes I still think about the way that you left. That it still colours my relationships; that I still worry that some happinesses are too good to be true. You tell me that your parents are getting divorced. You’ve finally realised that love never lasts. I don’t say anything. I have no evidence to the contrary. Yet, after a while, I say I think you’re wrong. You shrug your shoulders and let it fill the silence. Once, we would have argued for hours. As you stand to leave, I realise that I am no longer in love with you. I no longer know you. You are a stranger in a familiar body. And yet I do not recognise your hands. If you touched me now, I do not know whether it would feel like fire or ice. Maybe both. Maybe neither.”

— Sue Zhao // Meeting somebody you loved after a long time

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I hate how addicted I get to anything that makes me feel anything

amargedom

“Forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it.”

— Maya Angelou (via naturaekos)

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To see this day, James Baldwin said…

yourpoeticeyes

I think the only reason we all haven’t left tumblr is because unlike Instagram, we don’t worry about follower counts, likes, or reblogs. On here it’s just kind of about reblogging things we enjoy and all of us being real with how imperfect our lives are. Instead of creating insecurity it creates a sense of security.