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— artyprose // moon and beyond.
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“He loves me to the moon and back and theoretically that’s only sixteen hours. Whereas, I love him to the moon and beyond, and that love is infinite.”
— artyprose // moon and beyond.
Ignorance is Bliss
Awareness. Considered a blessing by some and proven to be the bane of existence for others. Before a certain 'epiphany', life comes easily. For me, this word holds pain, longing and promise of something terrible. Fleetingly i am reminded to breathe through the pain. I can see myself on the sidelines, watching myself ebb away from the notion of normalcy. The moment the ignorance was stripped away leaving behind the painful truth of what the world offered me, a frost crept up my heart and in that moment i was the designated pariah, stripped of the love i had come to know. The comfort of connection was lost to me.
“All relationships have one law : Never make the one you love feel alone, especially when you’re there.”
— Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
reblog if you’re the fuck up of the family
here i am, dreaming of you for it is the only moment when you and i are one and the distance stops feeling so vast.
“Your bad mental health is not something that goes away that easily so if you find yourself thinking about it, don’t punish yourself. Sometimes it feels like an itch you can’t scratch and the only thing you can do is let your mind go there. Don’t feel bad for feeling lazy and sleep, because if something doesn’t work, you don’t get mad at it, you fix it and sleep can fix your mental health, most of the times. Speak to people who understands you, open yourself completely to them and I promise your burden will feel less heavy this time. Sing at the top of your voice to your favorite song, the world will feel like a less lonely place. Start writing and don’t stop till you run out of ideas, there are people like you out there, I swear. Remember that whenever you are writing something, you are not a you, you are a we.”
— giulswrites (via giulswrites)
“i feel empty drained for any real emotion having this hopelessness inside that’s controlling my life and tears running wild happiness is like a dream waking up to see it’s never real”
— t.m.
if you are ever kept awake
during the middle of the night
by the overwhelming feeling
of loneliness,
look out the window
and into the stars and moon.
for in that moment,
you will be joined in spirit
by the many others who are feeling
just as you do.
-f
im taking too much space. there is nothing more painful than the feeling of wanting to be more than what you are, knowing deep down that you’d be better off giving up all hope. after all, how can this emptiness ever be kind to you?
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.””
— Edgar Allan Poe
she is tired of existing, tired of the pain inside her, eating at her. everything has started to feel far away, a few lucid seconds at best. life is a burden, she is a burden, never quite enough. seemingly floating away, never wanting to come back. not sure she wants to feel anymore.
i know what suicide looks like because i have a mirror and i look at it everyday
6.16 // mirrors showed me what i didn’t want to see (via hourglassfingers)
Living way too long inside my head has cost me. Not sure I’m deserving of any normalcy. Now incapable of intimacy, incapable of letting people in.
quintessentialdumbkid // save me
I always thought expectations had to do a great deal with the fact whether you loved yourself or thought you were worthy of other people. In reality, its all about the love, what you feel, what the person in question invokes in you. Truth to be told, expectations cant be helped and become the bane of your existence in the end. After all this world goes on along the lines of the concept ‘every man for himself’. No one will sacrifice anything for you but they expect you to sacrifice everything for them, change for them, live and breathe according to them.
quintessentialdumbkid // no one is for me, i am for no one : a concept
Looking for my salvation Not sure it exists
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Misguided notions of temporary solitude
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