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wake up: exhausted
12 pm: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
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stop scrolling. now.
stop whatever you’re doing
just stop
breathe
you’ll be ok
if you see this, somebody cares
times are tough, but somebody cares.
you should NEVER feel like you deserve to die, and you don’t
don’t do it. not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever
don’t do it because somebody cares
don’t do it because there is so much more to you than sadness
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Stop romanticizing people who hurt you.
Six Word Story #48 by absentions (via bl-ossomed)
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She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing.
(via awkwarddly)
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i’m still pissed off about growing up
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