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“My religion is seeing the glass half empty and offering the water inside of it to those who are in need of understanding. I am a pessimist of kindness. Life goes terribly wrong indeed, but that doesn’t mean we can’t help a fellow human being find their way towards the light while possessing a little bit of sadness in our souls.”

— Juansen Dizon, Pessimism of Kindness

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phoenixryder21

Ever get hit with the sudden realization that you are never going to be anyone's favorite person, or anyone's first choice? You're always just there, and no one really cares about you as much as you care about them. And, despite how heartbreaking it is, you don't blame them because you hate yourself too much to judge someone else for feeling the same way.

phoenixryder21

Yep, pretty much all the time

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Znate

Njoj nije trebao crveni karmin

Njoj nije trebala ogromna količina šminke

Jer ona ima nešto više

A to je dobro srce

I prirodna lepota

Lepota bez šminke

A to

Je danas retkost

I baš tu retkost

Sam ja čekao

Svih ovih godina

~ N.D.

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phoenixryder21

I can never find the right words to tell people what I’m thinking. Telling them I’m tired doesn’t work, but I can’t seem to vocalize that I’m mentally exhausted and sick of existing. Telling them I’m sad doesn’t work either, but I can’t explain that I’m struggling not to kill myself and that the joy in everything in my life is gone and when I wake up to the sun in my eyes, I have to struggle to get myself out of bed because most of me didn’t even want to wake up at all. I can’t tell them I’m numb because what I’m feeling is so much more complex than numb and I don’t have the vocabulary to tell them that I feel like I’m drowning and it terrifies me that I feel nothing as it’s happening, and that my insides want to scream but I can’t even find it in me to shed a tear anymore, that every single aspect of my life feels like it’s shaded in grey because someone sucked out all the colors but I can hardly even remember what colors are because I can no longer remember a time I didn’t feel like this. No, I don’t know how to say that. So I just whisper “I’m fine.”