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@trippyv0dka
He not busy born is busy dying.
- Bob Dylan
Goodbye best friend, thank you for everything you ever did for me, thanks for the infinite laughs, the outings and our crazy talks, thank you for making these years special in my life; Thank you for listening to me when I was so happy and excited, and thank you for having me when I was sad, I thank you for sharing a little bit of your life with me, for having opened sentimentally with me and for telling me your secrets and those strange thoughts that nobody else knows about you , I promise to keep them secret forever, (I hope you can do the same …). I do not hold a grudge, however I’m a little disappointed, and I do not know if it’s you, for having walked away and let all this happen as if nothing, or me, for having had higher expectations regarding our friendship. But I managed to understand that people change, for better or worse, and we simply change, maybe we do not agree, maybe in the future we can match again; Maybe life put you on my way to give me an important lesson, I do not know … However, I wish you the best in your new life, I hope you find someone who can understand and support you as I (or even better), I hope That you fulfill your dreams and you manage to do all those things that you once told me. As for me … I will be well, I have managed to understand that our friendship has already expired, and I will not deny that I miss you, much more than I should, however I have to continue with my life, I want you to know that despite Everything, I carry you in my heart, you were an important part of my life to which I now have to say goodbye. love you, your old best friend.
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Its okay to be sad. Its okay to be heartbroken. Its okay to have depression. Its okay to have anxiety. Its okay to have a mental issue. It's okay to have no friends. Its okay if your not doing what society tells you to. But what's not okay is, pretending to be perfect. Everyone has issues. Everyone feels alone and lost and one point in their life. You are not alone. You may not see it now, but people care about you. I care about you. If you are ever going through any of these issues, please call one of these numbers. Depression Hotline- (844)-697-0671 Suicide Hotline- 1-800-273-8255 Anxiety Hotline- 855-478-3006
You. It was always you. In my fairytale dreams, it was you. You, were what I always have dreamt of. You, were my prince charming. I loved you. But did I really love you? or did I think I loved what I thought was you? You, hurt me. You, bruised my heart. You, said you loved me… but did you? You, always put me last. was that love? was that you? or just another lie? But you, you taught me that not all love is real. So thank you, for helping me learn that not everyone is to be trusted.
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my mind is a scary place that I don't wanna be at but live in.
If only daddy knew his little girl was broken. If only mommy knew her drunk words hurt her daughter. If only her sister knew that calling her names actually hurt her. If only people knew how much words can affect someone. words hurt, sometimes worse then physical pain.
it's one thing to be hurt by your friends and another thing to be hurt by your own parents.
I'm silently screaming help, but no one cares to see.
Drunk words sober thoughts.
Lonley, sad, and lost are a few words to describe me.
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Just when I thought I was better everything came crashing down again.
I’m tired of lieing. I’m tired of trying. I’m not okay and I’m not alright. Out of sight out of mind, right? My number of days is counting down. How soon till I drown? Ive hurt for awhile, this pain must end. I’ve cried so much my eyes are red. I must say no more lies. I must say my final goodbyes.
@trippyv0dka
So spin the bottle in your brain and match the weakness with a name.
You know I'm stupid for you...
Drink the pain away, pop a pill so you won't remember it.