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plot twist: i actually died many years ago this is just a queue
It’s like when someone says, ‘How are you?’ Do you say, ‘Well, my head hurts and I’m lonely and depressed and I’m worried about everything and the world is collapsing and full of evil’? Or do you say, ‘I’m fine’?
Sara Shepard, The Visibles (via wordsnquotes)
I dont think my therapist understands that I cant remember my moods. Like I feel great right now, and its like i’ve always felt like this, then i’ll feel depressed and feel like i’ve felt depressed my whole life. Like dont ask me how my month has been cause I wont remember.
I’ll be fine. I’m always fine.
I always say to myself. (via amargedom)
She screams for help but she doesn’t want to be helped; she doesn’t want this kind of help. She wants to be better at her own terms. Or maybe, deep down, she doesn’t even want to be better because then she wouldn’t have a reason to feel sorry about herself but she’ll never admit it. The human mind is surely a wonderful thing but sometimes it’s so f**king complicated.
giulswrites (via wnq-writers)
I notice everything so when something changes or when someone starts acting different or stop doing things they used to do, I notice. I literally watch people lose interest in me
fucking. yes.
He tells you he’s not ready for the commitment of loving you, and all you do is nod, thinking that everything will be okay because eventually he’ll come around and learn to love you. He tells you that he’s just not ready to settle down as he peels off your clothes and lay his hands on you to pleasure not you but himself, and you hope that this will make him want you, but it doesn’t. And you stay around lingering in and out of his life inconsistently hoping that he’ll one day decide to settle down, and he calls you at random times when he wants to feel good about himself and you drop everything running to his aid. And when that boy has built himself up and ready to settle down. You don’t even cross his mind. If he’s not ready to love you now then he’ll never be ready.
He’ll never be ready to love you.. (via spilledinksaboutyou)
I can not make my sadness sound poetic nor beautiful. I’m a horrible fucking mess and there is nothing beautiful about that.”
(via quaemutatio)
“Addiction is tricky. For example: a man who quit smoking for 11 years spent 15 seconds in an elevator with a man smoking a cigarette. He gave in.
What I’m trying to say is I think I love you again.” —Unknown
sculpture by David Altmejd
Prints of this poem available here.
fuck me
I told you you’d get tired of me first.
(via condomat)
Feeling really suicidal at the moment 😖😪