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Me

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via wordsnquotes)

Fight or flight.

I want to runaway now. To run away from the things that make me happy. I miss me. The miserable,lonely me. I’ve been so used to having her around that the happy me is actually starting to bug me now. Please don’t give up on me no matter how much i push away. Please don’t.

wnq-writers

As I write this I am beginning to see how much of an impact my childhood memories have had on my mind and I wonder if I am traumatized?

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I am

To person who messed me up even more.

You showed me that there are still good people in this world and that you were one of them. I believed you. I believed in the good that I saw in you. You knew me. You saw me. And I thought I knew you too. well Fck you. You know I have anxieties and abandonment issues yet you just left me without a word. And now i’m wondering what the hell I did wrong. Fck you for messing me up. You were supposed to be my friend. You were supposed to help me get back on my feet. You are not a good person. You are no different from the people that hurt me. the people you said that I shouldn't talk to anymore because they made me unhappy. fck you.You are that person now.

#anxieties #rant #fuck you #thoughts

goldfishkiss

Want to know the easiest way to start feeling like crap? Complaining. Want to know the easiest way to start feeling like doing the Carlton for 24 hours straight because you are so filled to the brim with joy? Find things to be thankful for. Anything: Your legs, breathing, your favorite old t-shirt, your dog, breakfast, a funny memory that makes you laugh, indoor plumbing, anything.

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This the realist one

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LOL Me.

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does anyone else have Some Thing that happened a while back that they get really upset/angry about and as far as that other person knows, that matter is ‘settled’. but thats not how it feels to you, it doesnt feel settled, that wasnt enough, and every so often you get severely depressed or a bout of rage over it and you want to Start Shit again.

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Stop romanticizing the past. Stop thinking about the way he smelled on your pillow beside at three A.M. Stop remembering how high you could get off of her kiss. Stop wondering where it went wrong, or why it went wrong, or when. Start romanticizing yourself. Start staring in the mirror and telling yourself how the fire in your eyes is there, no matter how dim. Start wanting to hear the sound of your own laugh because it’s the most pure music you know. Start feeling your own heartbeat in the dead of night when nothing goes right. Stop fighting off tears. Stop talking to people who won’t listen. Stop feeling like this is over. You’re just beginning, love. Start crying at two in the morning, even though you’ll never understand why. Start talking to the ceiling and your pillow; they won’t betray you. Start listening to your own breathing when you fall asleep. It’s time, dear, to stop looking at what could have been. Because, my precious sweetheart, you should be all you will ever need. His cologne is a perk that you can live without. Her lipstick on your lips is a smudge you can live without. Your joy? Your joy, dearest darling, you cannot live without.

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