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The worst part about everything is that at one point I knew you better than anyone in that room could have imagined, but now you’re a total stranger and there’s not a single thing I can say or do, to change the way things are now, and go back to how we were a year ago. It’s the most frustrating thing I’ve ever had to deal with and I don’t think I can deal with it all year. I don’t even know what I did that made you wake up one day and decide to hate me, and I really fucking hate it.
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mental illness stole my youth
To the years i have lost in my head
Because of my mental illness
Please return to me
And I promise to live you better,
I promise to defeat the monster in my mind
I promise to never let a day go for granted.
To the people I hurt because of my mental illness,
Please forgive me -
I hurt you because I was hurting.
To the youth I lost because of my mental illness
Please take my hand and walk with me in the past
I want those years back, I want the old me back.
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reblog for good things to happen to you
the universe will listen
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You’re not too sensitive. you’re not overreacting. if it hurts you, it hurts you
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“Breathe, darling. You survived before, and you’ll do it again.”
— A reminder. // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (01/29/2018) / Ten Word Story #25
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Instagram - Hey everyone, look how great my life is.
Tumblr - I wanna fuckin die, here’s a meme.
Source: lomasdope
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you never realize how toxic someone was to you until you look at how much your life has improved without them
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High-Functioning Anxiety Is More Complicated Than You Perceive
It may seem like common sense to others but anyone who suffers from high-functioning anxiety (HFA) is an incredibly obsessive and perfectionist being. They often rerun conversations in their head for hours, as well as developing highly dangerous obsessive behaviour.
But what is most surprising is that from the outside, these people seem to look like they have their sh*t together. You would never know, they will not show your where their weakness lies.
Source: wnq-anonymous.com
drewmadelyn reblogged
I’m so fed up of people making me feel special then breaking my heart
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Me: I’m literally an open book
Also, me: *won’t even tell you my shoe size*
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not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties
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me everyday
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it doesn’t matter how bad 2017 was.
it doesn’t matter why they stopped caring,
how many courses you failed,
how many jobs you went through,
how many friends you lost.
it doesn’t matter how many times you forgot to love yourself,
it doesn’t matter how many times your pride got the best of you,
it doesn’t matter how many fucking things your selfishness tried to take away.
but what does matter is now.
is entering 2018 with the motivation,
the determination,
the aspiration
of achieving happiness,
of making your dreams come true,
or at least heading in the right direction.
because your past?
it doesn’t fucking matter,
today is a new day.
the sun has risen,
& it is time to try again, dear.
“welcome 2018” k.m.k lolol i’m a little late, but here you go (via pleaseburnthisafteryoureadit)
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I’m never enough for anyone and it fucking hurts
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Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.
Source: wnq-writers.com
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And now I don’t fall in love with anyone… shit.
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10 pieces of advice to give yourself at the age of 20
- At the age of 11, you learned that perfection does not always mean a flat tummy and a thigh gap. Go on and eat that second piece of cookie that you crave so much.
- At the age of 12, you learned that just because you call her “mom” and him as “dad,” it doesn’t mean they inherently know how to be that. Also, suicide poison is not the cure for everything, it’s not a cure at all.
- At the age of 13, you learned the difference between giving up and taking a rest. You might have given it your all but not make it. Remember to disregard everything that comes after but.
- At the age of 14, you learned that standing up for everyone else does not mean that all of them will stand up for you when you need someone. Not one of them would be the first one to defend you, that spot is reserved for your name.
- At the age of 15, you learned that people rarely mean what they say even if as a writer, you deem each and every word important. Learn to know the voices that speak sincerity and the voices that are just trying to get into your pants.
- At the age of 16, you learned that letting go of people that only brings toxicity in your life is never a crime. Thinking about your own peace of mind does not make you selfish. Neither does placing yourself above that last number on your priority list.
- At the age of 17, you learned that giving yourself to everyone willing could only lead to one thing: your own’s deterioration. Dear, you are more precious than someone who can’t even look into your eyes in the morning.
- At the age of 18, you learned that loving and accepting yourself are two different things. Placing yourself in situations you are well aware of your self distraction is never loving yourself.
- At the age of 19, you learned that lovers are not the only ones that can break your heart. People stay and go for a reason. Remember to treasure the rightful ones that life allowed to stay.
- You’re 20 now and life has never been what you expected and planned it to be and that’s possibly the greatest thing that can happen into your life. You’re a writer but life writes with you, know when to let it leave significant marks and know when your own pen should be the one doing so.
(via wnq-writers)
Source: wnq-writers.com