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if my 13 year old self could see me now she’s be like i can’t believe you’re still alive
― A Brief History of Time (1991) Hawking: How real is time? Will it ever come to an end? Why do we remember the past but not the future? Where does the difference between the past and the future come from?
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Source: anamorphosis-and-isolate
“Addiction is tricky. For example: a man who quit smoking for 11 years spent 15 seconds in an elevator with a man smoking a cigarette. He gave in.
What I’m trying to say is I think I love you again.” —Unknown
sculpture by David Altmejd
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“You. You hurt me. You broke me. You made me bleed more than anyone ever has. It’s funny though. When I met you it felt like our souls knew each other. It felt like they had intertwined and we were supposed to meet. It felt like I knew you from when I was little. I thought that we’d be friends forever. No matter how far apart we were, somehow I thought that we’d always know each other. I always believed in us. No matter how bad the argument or how terrible the fight got. I had hope that we’d grow old as friends and be there for each other through all the upside downs. I told you that no matter what, I’d be there for you. You promised me the same. I told you that if you were laying awake at three a.m and you couldn’t stop thinking to call me and I’d listen to you ramble for hours and hours on end. I promised you that if you were crying I’d wipe away your tears. I promised that even if I were miles away from you I’d come back if you were hurting and needed me. I promised that nothing would ever change my mind and make me hate you, because I can’t hate you. My soul and heart won’t let me. To me you were always going to be there. To me I thought that our promises would never die. I thought that, as long as we were both alive our promises to each other would live. You made me believe that. Actually, I made myself believe that. I didn’t want to listen to my brain or my parents. When they told me to watch out I didn’t listen. When they said that we became friends too quickly I didn’t believe them.”
— quotes-134 , you. (via wordsnquotes)
Source: wnq-writers.com
smoke.
it’s like you fell asleep after a really long day and found yourself surrounded by smoke, the house is on fire and you’re screaming and choking from a lack of oxygen and your skin is burning, but you just showered before bed. nobody hears you. it’s just you and the burning house. no ashes, just everything that you can’t tell people. it’s like telling people about your dream, but nothing makes sense, not even to you. it’s like you woke up and it’s still the same. nothing has changed. it’s been a few months, but you still know. you haven’t told anyone. just yourself a million fucking times over, you can’t shake the idea of getting better because it’s been bad for this long, but you do want to feel better, don’t you? dreams, nightmares, just fragments from our daily routines. had a few habits, turned them into coping mechanisms. had a long night, so you had a few drinks to make it longer. had a bad night, so you’re trying not to be sober. they say that when you’re under the influence, you’re more forgetful, you remember everything. every little detail. i’m cutting this poem short and i’ll be a stranger turned friend for you. i don’t know you. i don’t know how much it hurts. i don’t know what happened. i don’t know why it happened or why it had to happen to you. i don’t know if it was someone you knew or a stranger. i don’t know if you wake up to swallow a whole bottle of pills just to get through another day of hell. i don’t know if you drink yourself to bed. i don’t know if you’ll ever get that clean feeling even after a boiling hot water shower ever again. i don’t know if you’ll ever be able to forget. i don’t know how you’re doing. i don’t know if i’m too late to write this. i don’t know if you’re dead or alive. i don’t know if you’re high or sober. i don’t know a lot of things. i don’t. one thing that i do know. one fact. one truth. i am a stranger to you. a stranger who believes in you. who’s proud of you for making it this far. who’s going to write until you feel better. human to human, you’re precious. and i love you. maybe you just needed to hear those words. i can’t guarantee that you’ll feel better some day, but i’m 100 percent sure that if you choose to live through all of this, some day, you might.
“She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.”
— Julia Gregson
Source: quotemadness.com
“People will kill you over time and how they’ll kill you is with tiny harmless phrases, like ‘be realistic.”
— Dylan Moran
Source: quotemadness.com
