No Matter What I Do, I Still Ache. I Still Yearn For Your Touch, And Every Time I Wake Up I Pray That

I think it really sucks when you realise how alone you are because you only really talk to 1 maybe 2 people and when neither of them are available you kind of just lay there in bed hoping your phone will buzz with a text from them or something so you continuously check it and you try to distract yourself and then you get sad about how alone you really are

I found you, and then I lost you.

“I’m afraid to love you. I’m afraid that you’ll leave and that I’ll go back to being alone again. Only it will be a hundred times worse because I’ll know what I’m missing. …I want to be able to love you more than I fear losing you, and I don’t know how. Teach me… Please teach me. Don’t let me destroy this.”

— Mia Sheridan

“Unless you’ve crawled inside someone’s skin and felt the words that claw away at their throat and suffocate them during the night, you have no right to tell anyone to get over it or that they shouldn’t be upset.”

— Unknown  // I believe that more people should think like this.

there is something so comforting about sadness. about throwing things on your bedroom floor and not picking them up. about binging reality tv in the dark for 14 hours straight. about lying in your bed and not moving while the world continues to turn around you. overwhelming and heavy depression is comforting because it’s familiar. it allows you to sink into yourself and rot there for as long as you want. thats the vicious cycle with depression, it takes everything to not give into the comfort and familiarity that comes with it.

““I just laugh now when I think about you and me, because it’s funny how I even let you get that close to me.””

— - wasted years