I Always Fall In Love With The Illusion. But What Can I Say? It Feels So Good.

I would really like to know what exactly is wrong with me, that makes me so unlovable?

I‘m really curious.

“Depression in the summer is not the same as any other time, it’s night lights at 3 am and blackout curtains at 5am. It’s eating once a day at midnight and drinking soda at 1 in the morning. Sleeping until 3 and feeling empty. Everything is hot and bright, it makes me sweat and hurts my eyes. I close the curtains.”

— -Brendon/1:52am (via trans-tas-tic)

“Dear Mom, thanks for this beautiful life and forgive me if I don’t love it enough.”

— (via hey-satan-loves-you)

“For these past months and years, you’ve let yourself die. you’ve been dying, love. Deep down, you’d hoped for someone to save you. You also knew no one would come in shining armor and deathless spirit to rescue you from this pit you’ve fallen into because only you are able to get yourself out of there. So, you chose to blossom. Water yourself with life, with the life you’ve been denying yourself for so long. And now you are blooming like the most stunning of flowers. You’ll have learnt that you can be reborn, even after the deadliest of times. You can blossom again, even after the worst of winters.”

—

you are blooming.

this one is for @thecoldheartlesscloud.

Isn’t it weird how you can actually feel the pain in your chest and stomach when something really hurts your feelings

I would really like to know what exactly is wrong with me, that makes me so unlovable?

I‘m really curious.

i can’t even begin to explain how much i hate when someone just interrupts me when i’m in the middle of saying something. like it probably took me a while to get over my social anxiety and actually formulate my thoughts so they come out at least halfway coherent and you just interrupt me and start talking about whatever? that’s fucking rude. i already don’t feel like anything i say is valid enough to be voiced outloud. so thank you for reassuring my shit brain by interrupting me. you just made me feel even more invalidated. thank you so much for that jackass

“You were like an ocean. You looked calm and you promised me you’d never hurt me so I jumped in with no precautions. Nobody spotted me, I didn’t have any floatation devices, I was just my unprotected self. It was great at first. The water was warm and calm and I was happy to be where I was. But after a while you started to get choppy and a little cold, I was still above water but I was beginning to get scared. I stayed still and told myself it would calm down soon… but I was wrong. Your waves got higher, your water felt like ice in my veins and you were pulling me under. I couldn’t breath and I begged for you to help me but you couldn’t hear me over your own loud noise. You slammed me against the rocks and almost drowned me before you threw me to the shore. Even though it was nice to breathe again, I was cold, tired, in pain, and lost. So now I’ve been finding my way back home on my own and trying to heal myself. But all of this happened for a reason, you’ve taught me some things. The next time I go to the ocean I’m going in slow.”

— To the boy who broke me… (via no-understxnding)