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Unromantic Romance

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I am slowly learning that some people are not good for me. No matter hpw much I love them. I deserve someone who is gentle and kind, because my soul is getting tired. Realising that I deserve something good is one of the first steps.
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When she does not find love, she may find poetry. Because she does not act, she observes, she feels, she records; a color, a smile awakens profound echoes within her; her destiny is outside her, scattered in cities already built, on the faces of men already marked by life, she makes contact, she relishes with passion and yet in a manner more detached, more free, than that of a young man. Being poorly integrated in the universe of humanity and hardly able to adapt herself therein, she, like the child, is able to see it objectively; instead of being interested solely in her grasp on things, she looks for their significance; she catches their special outlines, their unexpected metamorphoses. She rarely feels a bold creativeness, and usually she lacks the technique of self-expression; but in her conversation, her letters, her literary essays, her sketches, she manifests an original sensitivity. The young girl throws herself into things with ardor, because she is not yet deprived of her transcendence; and the fact that she accomplishes nothing, that she is nothing, will make her impulses only the more passionate. Empty and unlimited, she seeks from within her nothingness to attain All.

Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex (via wordsnquotes)

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It’s complicated. Depression is awful beyond words or sounds or images; I would not go through an extended one again….So why would I want anything to do with this illness? Because I honestly believe that as a result of it I have felt more things, more deeply; had more experiences, more intensely; loved more, and been more loved; laughed more often, for having cried more often; appreciated more the springs, for all the winters; worn death ‘as close as dungarees,’ appreciated it — and life — more; seen the finest and the most terrible in people, and slowly learned the values of caring, loyalty, and seeing things through. I have seen the breadth and depth and width of my mind and heart and seen how frail they both are, and how ultimately unknowable they both are. Depressed, I have crawled on my hands and knees in order to get across a room and have done it for month after month.

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

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There’s something about him. Something I’m jealous of, but then again, it’s not quite jealousy. It’s something deeper. Something darker. He doesn’t ‘feel’ the emotional pain, if anything, he defeats it, it’s like agony and fear are afraid of him. He can look danger in the eye, he can do whatever he likes. Conquer what he likes. It’s like he’s in control of his entire life… But yet at the same time, he’s so peaceful and calming that maybe, just maybe, agony and fear aren’t afraid of him, maybe they’re jealous too. Maybe the missing glint in his eye and the rapid look on his face are supposed to change me into the mad, crazed psycho I’m meant to be. He makes me feel that need again.

#boyfriend#girlfriend#dark#darkness#deepthought#deep#anger#love#amazing

I try so so hard to make people happy, I drop everything to have true people in my life, I always try my best to put others first, but one thing always leads to another and bam someone ends up hurt. I'll be trying to make one person happy but by doing so end up hurting someone else.. It's a vicious circle amd I'm getting to a point where I just want people to stick around, loyal people that can understand when I fuck up, cus sure as hell I do fuck up a damn lot. The one thing I'm more scared of than anything else is not being accepted, or being alone, there's nothing I could be more scared of, the future terrifies me and I don't like waking up every morning knowing that for some strange reason, someone I care about might just wake up and not care about me anymore.. I've had too many circles of friends to count, their great in the short run, but they never last, people always leave, and I've gotten to a point where I don't care anymore, I'm used to it, and I'm used to the pain of seeing someone leave me, and that terrifies me to the point where it just feels normal.. Forever feeling like I'm the reason people run, I hate nights like this..

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So my dad took away my laptop because I wouldn’t give him the password. I wasn’t even allowed to type it in, he demanded to know the password to my personal computer because he thinks I’m “ doing things I’m not supposed to do. ” My sister is not, and never has been, held to the same standard when it came to passwords on her own phone etc. But my parents always suspect me of being “up to something” and will randomly ask to use my computer/ know the password, and when I say no, they get mad at me. In the past, they have taken away my devices and looked through them, which cased me a lot of anxiety and is part of the reason I don’t like it when people use my computer or go through the camera roll on my phone. Even as I type this, I’m being asked what I’m doing. If you think parents demanding to know the passwords to their child’s personal devices is a breach of privacy please reblog

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Muggles are not able to REBLOG this.

REBLOG this to prove you are not a Muggle.
my reblog button fucked up and i almost had a heart attack

I did it in the first try.

OH YEAH

OH MY GOD.

MY COMPUTER BROWSER FROZE AND I DIDN’T REALIZE IT. I COULDN’T BREATHE.

JESUS.

But the lack of notes truly worries me

WORK, DAMNIT!

IT DIDN’T WORK FOR A MOMENT AND I HAD A MINI HEART ATTACK

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weltschmer-z

THE FEELS , I’m actually crying. Sweet Jesus

I can’t help but reblog. Ed is just such a genuine person, he actually cares so much for his fans. I love him so much.

ok I’m sobbing.

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The feels