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If you have that someone whom you can always talk to whenever you want to, someone who just listens and hugs and kisses you whether it’s 2 in the morning or 4 in the afternoon, someone who is so proud of his/her feelings for you love them as beautifully and as truthfully as you can, kiss and hug them as many times as you want, as passionately as you can do it, and hold them as tight as you can. Because one day, they will kiss you and hug you and hold your face with their hands and they will look at you as if it’s the last, and you’ll never know but maybe that’s their own way of saying goodbye. And then at 7 in the morning, you’ll wake up, with the sun touching your skin, casting a light somewhere deep inside you as if it wants to make you feel the same pain of how they left, as if it’s trying to re-open the wounds that were already healed. And your mind will replay memories making you remember what it’s like to hear his/her voice, the laugh, the silence, what it was like to kiss them, hug them, love them and then lose them, all over again.
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I jeopardized so many times to disappear before you can take a glance to the worst parts of me, through whispers and fists and biting lips just to stop the explosion of a volatile girl from stabbing you using my skeleton. In the hazy, early hours when neither of us were sleeping because you were scared I’d go and I was scared I wouldn’t, I showed you the nooks and crannies of my character, the crevices and venues of my interchanging moods. I did my very best to upset and cause obsolete and I hurled every miserable curse in the direction I thought you’d be going. I screamed my violence and mistakes against the front door and told you I had proven you right. I was unlovable. I was a dysfunctional clump of bones and you were better off without me. And I turned over to sob myself to sleep and considered how I would also be better off without myself and as I went to cuff my pillows— as I heaved in a shuddering breath of regret and guilt, my lungs expanded to places I had never been before. You stretched out and caught me and lodged yourself as a root in my flailing, upended life. You stroked my hair and cradled my shivering body and quieted my sobs and told me there was no way in hell that you’d leave this beautiful mess. You said that I punish myself for being anything other than what I think I should be. You said that I crash the things I love the most so that they won’t one day see me as a monster; you’re right. I proved how horrible I am before you can. I sabotage so I can say I know. I’ll let you go.

s.a., you see, this is what I do, when I feel someone gained the power to crush me, I shut them out (via theprocast)

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I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.

Robin Williams (via nitrogen)

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i just want a Person™. someone where there is a mutual attraction between the two of us. someone who i can trust wholeheartedly and vent to them on facetime at 3 in the morning. that “sneak out through the window” relationship. someone to sit on a rooftop and observe the night sky with. someone who will get unapologetically drunk and high with me. someone to make love to. to goof around with. to take late night drives with no true destination with. to have a real life cliche trying on weird sunglasses and hats in a movie montage with. to order food in the middle of the night and just pig out with. to foolishly slow dance in the living room with. to travel the world with. someone who understands me. someone to give my whole heart and have it treated kindly for once. just Someone. i think i deserve that

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Anyone: u ok
Me: yeah just thinking about how I’ll never be this young again and about how most of my youth has been lost to depression loneliness and self doubt lol
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Self care isn’t always pretty , it’s not always candles and a bathtub full of roses , sometimes it’s forcing yourself to get out of bed and dragging yourself , sometimes it’s the pep talk you give to yourself or the quick cry in the corner . sometimes it is convincing yourself to do all these things you should be doing but you have no will whatsoever , sometimes it’s cutting some ties no matter how precious they were , sometimes it’s the bitter medicine you need to give yourself . Self care isn’t always pretty but it’s so worth it .