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Fall in love with somebody who will never let you go to sleep wondering if you still matter.
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We need at least one friend who understands what we do not say.
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The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
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I think people go crazy when they spend too much time alone because they find the parts of themselves they didnât want to know existed
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Iâm allowed to be angry about what happened. I am allowed to be angry about what you did.
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Iâm attracted to the extreme light and the extreme dark. Iâm interested in the human condition and what makes people tick. Iâm interested in the things people try to hide.
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Have you ever loved someone so much it hurt, mentally, physically, and emotionally hurt? You canât imagine your life without them & one day theyâre gone. Gone forever. Not in the sense that theyâre dead. But dead inside? Theyâre not the person that they used to be. They donât notice you exist anymore. Youâve spent countless years with this person. Watching movies together, hanging out every weekend, getting rides together. Then one day they leave you. Just like theyâve done before. Youâre so hurt by this so you decide to tell them how you feel. For the first time you put yourself out there just to get stomped on. To feel broken. They pick other people over the person they said theyâd never leave. You say things you can never take back. Just to realize how big of a mistake it really was. Not that you shared how you felt, but they didnât accept it. They didnât understand. They didnât understand how they could hurt you by acting like youâre no longer their friend. Like you donât matter to them anymore. And they think that u donât love them but the truth is you love them too much. They blame you for taking medicine . You canât help you have a mental disorder. You canât help you think of dying 24/7. You canât help that the one person you thought would understand you has left. 8 months go by. You say 20 words to each other Theyâve moved on. To âbetterâ friends and no longer think about you at all anymore. Until one day. You guys hang out again. For a couple of hours. And you canât help but get false hope. Maybe things will go back to normal. Maybe we can be best friends again. But in the back of your mind, you know you canât be so foolish. 8 months has changed this person. Theyâre no longer like you. You couldnât be more opposite of each other now. You have different values. They donât value anything. Not even you anymore. You canât help but sympathize for this person because you love them still. Too much. But you canât help but feel like theyâre using you. Now it been almost a year since the first fall out. Youâve changed so much. But youâre alone . You talk to your âfriendâ about once a week now. You canât help but feel used. She doesnât need you anymore. And thatâs when you realize. The only person you have is yourself. The only person you can rely on is yourself. People will leave. Donât put your happiness in other people. Theyâll drop it. Every. Single. Time.
Three years later and I still canât let this go. (via maybesomeday12415)