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“Using drugs is my passive way of being suicidal. I want to die but i am often too scared to make the attempt. so instead I engage in self destructive behaviors like getting high. I’m very aware that if I don’t stop the drugs will kill me one day. Part of me wishes that day would come soon, while the other smaller part wants me to live.”

— excerpt from my journal 4-5-19

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How to ruin your life 101:

Do drugs every fucking day and wake up feeling like a piece of shit for it but keep doing it.

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sketch from the other day! ref + words

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“Dear you, You showed me the loveliest parts of you, the most vulnerable ones. Ones you’ve probably only shown the truest people in your life. I’m glad I was once one of those people. I learned from you what it means to give your all to someone. What it means to plant your seeds inside someone, to watch them bloom. I learned what true pain it could be when you watch the winter roll over and the flowers inside of you begin to wilt. Most of all, I learned what it meant to be in love. I learned the kind of person I am when I become truly engrossed in someone, and what the word regret means. I do not regret falling in love with you, I do not regret the memories we will forever share, but I regret letting you go. I still love you, I always will. Sincerely, The girl you once loved.”

— A Letter To The Boy I Once Loved (via sunnflowerso)

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“The way I look at tragic love is this; you can feel something in this life or feel nothing, and this person makes you feel. Even though you may not have the privilege of being with them in the way you’d like to be, that doesn’t diminish who they are as a person or the way you feel about them. It is a rare gift just to know someone that special and to feel all the emotions they give you. And in a strange kind of way, even though it hurts, there’s a kind of beauty to unfulfilled love that is never faded by reality or dulled by time. They will always be that unreachable, perfect thing. And though not being with them hurts, they’ll never hurt you directly or knowingly in a relationship through their actions and in that sense they’re safe to love and that love will always retain its purity. To love something doesn’t mean you have to possess it… and if you need to possess something to quantify your love then it’s not real love at all. You love something because it is what it is - not for the purpose it serves you or because it contributes to your own happiness. The key is to accept tragic love for what it is - imperfectly pure. Tell me that’s not, in its own way, the most beautiful, unattainable dream anyone could ever be inspired by.”

— Ranata Suzuki | Tragic Love