“You couldn’t relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile. You had to accept it as a whole–like the world, or the person you loved.”— Stewart O’Nan, The Odds: A Love Story
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Everyday I wake up and the first thought on my mind is Suicide.
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“Tell me about the things you love, and the things you hate. Tell me what keeps you going, and what makes you falter. Tell me about the things that boil your blood, and the ocean you cry when no one is looking. Tell me anything. Tell me nothing. I will listen. Even when you have nothing but silence to offer. I will still listen.”— Lukas W. // I will listen
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My heart is broken, yet the person who ruined it doesn’t have a clue.
Myself
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“Dear self, I am so sorry for hating you for so many years For letting other people define my self-worth instead of just believing in myself I’m sorry for putting you through so much pain I never meant to hurt you so much I’m sorry for not seeing how beautiful you truly are For letting those hurtful things people would say to me get to me I’m sorry for being so hard on you for so many years I should have been gentle with you and took care of you You needed me and I let you down for years I never meant to let you down for so many years I’m sorry for letting my insecurities get the best of me But here’s to the nights I spent crying in my bedroom in pain Here’s to the trials and tribulations I’ve gone through Here’s to the days I spent questioning my own existence I deserve to love myself and have self confidence My body and soul deserve to be loved So here’s to my body and soul Here’s to the next chapters in my life Finally learning to love myself with my flaws and imperfections I owe you an apology for hating you for so long So here is my sincere apologies. - Love, Me”— everyrosehasitsthornes, writing prompt #69: Write a letter apologizing to your body for any hatred and ingratitude you may have expressed.
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“It all finally makes sense now, now that I know the truth.”— J.G.A
“Cause when i’m with you I couldn’t ask for anything better.”— J.G.A
“One time, I took more pills than I can remember and accepted I’d be dead within the hour. Don’t ever call me weak.”— Michael Lee, Waking Up Naked (via rlyrlyugly)
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I can’t take a pill without thinking about overdosing.
I cant cross a street without wanting to jump in front of a car.
I can’t shave without wanting to slit my wrists.
I can’t walk along high things without wanting to jump.
Every moment, every aspect, every vision of my life is changed by this depression and it’s killing me. It’s made me weak and vulnerable and these thoughts are winning
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