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I wanted to scream, I wanted to burst in tears, I wanted to get drunk and kill myself. But all I could do was stare at the wall in silence
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When I see young kids running around, enjoying themselves it makes me think. They’re not going to be like that forever. One day their eyes will open and they’ll see how sad the real world is. They’ll see how they have to be a certain way to be accepted or how much pressure will be put on them. It makes me wonder, will they be a even sadder generation?
Me- thought while watching kids have fun ( I’m not creepy don’t worry)
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I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
It’s kind of a funny story- Ned Vizzini (via butterfly-im-sorry)
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The thing about pain is that it demands to be felt.
Until you’re weeping on the bathroom floor at 2am considering wether you should be living or not.
Until your bones clank like silver spoons held in strong arms with loose wrists with every agonising step you take.
To the day were the hardest part of living is taking breaths to stay.
It demands to be felt.
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Depression is invisible.
Its not ‘feeling a bit sad’.
Its the wrong word.
People presume you always cry and hide your feelings. You never leave your house and constantly listen to sad songs, but that’s not how depression works.
You can be a depressive and be happy, just as you can be a sober alcoholic or a clean drug addict. It doesn’t always have an obvious cause
Partly based on ‘Reasons to stay alive’ by Matt Haig (via butterfly-im-sorry)
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Depression makes you think things are wrong. But depression itself isn’t a lie. It’s the most real thing I’ve ever experienced . Of course, it is invisible.
Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig
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I miss you. I miss the late nights where you’d whisper sweet nothings into my ear keeping me awake staring at the wall until 2am. I miss the way you’d keep me company when everybody else was tired of my tear stained cheeks, glistening in the morning light. I was told you wasn’t good for me. But there’s this empty void of you not being here. I miss you. I miss the comfort of being sad.
Late night thoughts (via butterfly-im-sorry)
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You gave me the worst thing anybody could ever give me, you gave me hope
not me but I feel as though I should share it (via butterfly-im-sorry)
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Stop digging your own grave when there’s so much to live for.
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Depression is living in a body that fights to survive with a mind that wants to die
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Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know you’re alive, to know you’ve got a soul
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i owe my body so many apologies
Two years later
A girl sits in front of her ex lover.
He doesn’t say a word
And her heart doesn’t ache for him anymore.
Her hair is longer than it’s ever been.
She is even more beautiful than the day he left her.
And at that moment,
He panics.
He lost her.
And he can never have her back.
He can just watch her be beautiful
And in love
With someone else.
Zienab Hamdan - The day when the tables turn (via moonlyaffairs)