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wordsthat-speak
It’s strange that most of the time we never think of people leaving and you just think that they will always be around. Then, one day, they are gone and you have this big empty space inside your chest. But, that’s all I know so far. I don’t know if you ever stop missing them or if one day you can let them back into your life and hope that they won’t hurt you again.

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unfoldingthemyth
I should have told you this is it. This is my mouth. This is the cavern of all my lies, the birth of my promises, a corpse of rust. This is my first leap - the miles between my cheekbones, the time you’ve spent with your eyes closed - did you imagine my mouth was a spider web blooming? Did you imagine my tongue was a typewriter you could learn to play?

Carrie Rudzinski, A History of Mouths (via unfoldingthemyth)

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larmoyante
Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You’re frightened, and you’re frightening, and you’re “not at all like yourself but will be soon,” but you know you won’t.

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness (via larmoyante)