this poem changed my life
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this poem changed my life
Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.
Reyna Biddy (via wordsnquotes)
milk and honey really has some inspiring poetry
it doesn’t feel like halloween it’s not gonna feel like christmas it’s not gonna feel like anything the world i live in is a dull empty meaningless void and nothing will make me feel apart of it
She was either manically happy or depressively sad. She was like me, but we weren’t meant to be because we’d kill each other.
Juansen Dizon (via juansendizon)
Once, I saw a bee drown in honey, and I understood
– Nikos Kazantzakis,” Report to Greco” (via lachantefleurie)
Anyone who has grown mentally, physically or spiritually knows that growth is not found in comfort.
Unknown (via deeplifequotes)
sry but depression for me isn’t smudged mascara and crying into a boy’s chest and acting romantic and reckless, it’s honestly just staring at the wall and not showering for days and not going out with friends and feeling so fucking disconnected from everything that i can barely breathe. it’s not pretty. it doesn’t have to be pretty. fuck you for trying to make a mental illness aesthetically pleasing, like it’s something i should be proud of.
this poem changed my life
You’re so fucked up, and you know it too. Not the bad kind of fucked up. The kind of fucked up where life just hit you with a load of disasters that you couldn’t even begin to understand, let alone handle. Every day I watched you battle these demons; I hope the day comes where you don’t have to anymore. I hope you love yourself some day.
(l.p.)
I find the concept of growing in love so much prettier than love at first sight?? like one day you look at someone and you suddenly realize you see them in a different light than you did the night before. that’s falling.
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having depression is like being in an abusive relationship with yourself.
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