Right, Okay. I see how it is.

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Right, Okay. I see how it is.
Why u in a relationship w/someone if ur not tryin to marry them ???? weird but okay
I see your reposting a lot of old stuff. I’m a bit concerned and was wondering if you’re doing okay?
Not okay, and I'm posting old stuff cus I'm feeling like I'm a 15yo all over again and falling apart which, frankly, is quites pathetic..
“I’d rather fight with you than make love with anyone else.”
— The Wedding Date. Dir. Clare Kilner. (via wnq-movies)
Good or bad, can’t decide..
http://www.personal-quotes.com
I think it’s getting worse again
Know the feeling when you suddenly stop and think to yourself: “I think I am falling back into the pit again.”?
You are sitting on the bus, or in your car, or you are at school, at work or even at home and you suddenly realize that you are getting bad again.
But why?
You don’t really know. You wretch your brain for any trigger. But there is none. You’ve been getting along like usual.
So why?
Sometimes there is no “because”.
Sometimes you are just not happy. And there is nothing to blame.
But you are keeping it to yourself, except that you eventually tell your therapist about it, but that’s it. Because maybe, just maybe, it’s just the day or the weather and you will be fine in the morning.
But in most cases it isn’t that simple. You stay internally dead. And you can’t do anything about it.
You also don’t tell your loved ones, because you are scared they might think it’s their fault. For making you unhappy. But they are wrong.
It’s your fault for being unhappy.
It is what it is, and what it is, is shit.