I hate Sundays. Sundays give me anxiety
“I’m in one of those periods in my life where I can’t focus on anything. I can’t finish an assignment, I can’t listen to one song for more than 5 seconds, I can’t sit through a tv show episode, I can’t finish a book, I can’t write a story. All I can do is stare blankly at the wall and wish I had something to do, but everything I could do or want to do is just supremely unsatisfying.”
“I was still sad and heartbroken, desperately trying to get him back. But it only took one night with someone new who looked at me like I was pretty special to make me realise I had made a world out of one single person and that’s pretty limiting because, you know, the world is pretty limitless. There are people out there who will love you like you love them and all that jazz”— He loved me some days. I’m sure he did; 99 essays on growth through loss by Charlotte Eriksson
I gave so many signs…
Some do drugs, others go for a run. But at the end we’re all just searching for that tiny space, perhaps a hole,that gives us shelter from the terrible reality of the world.
//Unknown
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”— H. Jackson Brown Jr., P.S. I Love You
Sometimes I’m sad. Sometimes I’m a bitch. Most of the time I’m a complete mess.
“I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.”
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“When a person tells you you hurt them, you don’t get to decide you didn’t.”— Louis C.K.
“So many years of education yet nobody ever taught us how to love ourselves and why it’s so important.”— Unknown






