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Ich trink auf dich, doch trink allein.
Florence Welch
I just want this feeling of guilt to stop.
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1913, featured in Letters To Felice
Alexandra Vasiliu, from a poem featured in Healing Words: A Poetry Collection for Broken Hearts
Cecilia Woloch, from Carpathia; “Really, I Couldn’t Say When My Kisses Got Closer To Your Mouth”
“I learned that being understanding for too long feels a lot like abandonment of yourself.”
"It’s okay to start over as a stranger to your own life. You don’t owe your past self anything, not even a reason for why you changed."
I can‘t see the purpose of getting up, eating, drinking, sleeping, living.
See, I don’t think I can fight this anymore.
I don’t want to be here anymore.
Ich nehme nicht mehr am Leben teil. Ich überlebe. Da ist nur noch Schmerz, nur noch Trauer und Verzweiflung. Und ich weiß nicht wie ich das beenden kann. Wie kann ich diesen Zustand beenden damit ich endlich wieder was vom Leben habe? Wie ?
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Und da ist sie wieder. Die nächtliche Melancholie.