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.
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You stopped saying goodnight and i stopped sleeping.
“I’ll never cry in front of you. I’ll never tell you how I feel. I’ll never wear my heart on my sleeve. I’m not an open book. My walls will always be up and guarded. I won’t tell you how I fight with myself about you, about how I shouldn’t want you, about how you’ll break my heart if I give mine to you. I won’t tell you how my heart constricts at the thought of you leaving me. I’ll never show you how scared I am of this… Of you… Of us. You’re real. You’re everything I want, and nothing is certain. Everything is blurred and we walk on this thin line between reality and fantasy. You’re a dream and a nightmare. I find peace in you when everything else is chaos. I don’t know what this is and that uncertainty scares me but maybe just maybe if I stay around, you will too.”
— 2:31 AM thoughts
Anxious People assemble 🤝
also fuck negativity in any (human) forms!🥂
fun facts about me:
i’m an idiot
i have a terrible memory
i’ll forget 1 and continue to do stupid things
“I am a cold love I kiss the way you like it but I never close my eyes when you put your hands around my waist I’ll tell you how much I need you when you’re too tired to remember how warm the words feel when they hit you I’ll wrap my arms around you at night but you’ll wake up alone in the morning call me cold hearted but I can’t wake up next to you and memorize your smile or the way your hand feels against my cheek when it’s only you, me, and the sunrise You’re fleeting and you know it Don’t fool yourself into believing we’re more than one snapshot in a set of millions I’m always going to leave you in the morning one day you’ll thank me for it”
— Commitment Issues (pt 3)
I really miss having you around. Waking up was bliss and falling asleep was heaven. Either way, you were there.
What do I do?
“i’m not going to pretend that you weren’t a huge part of my life, because you were. you were the biggest part of my life. regardless of what may happen in the future, where our paths take us, or who we become, i think a little part of me will always wish it was you next to me.”
— maybe in another life