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wordsnquotes:

“Please, release me, let me go, For I don’t love you anymore. To waste our lives would be a sin, Release me and let me love again.”

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Release MeEngelbert 

Humperdinck

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onlinecounsellingcollege:

“Your life will get better when you realize it’s better to be alone than to chase people who don’t really care about you.”

— Thema Davis

traumatisedd:

So sick of wanting to hurt myself. I just want to be happy and normal

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broken-from-memories:

“Sometimes, I don’t want to get better. I want to wrap myself in the familiar blanket of gray and mental illness. I want to brew tea with these bags under my eyes, and enjoy the feeling of knowing the next step of my mental breakdown. I want to paint my body red and finally be something beautiful to look out. You see—recovery isn’t an instagram hashtag. Recovery isn’t green tea and avocado on toast with chia seeds. Recovery isn’t before and after pictures, sponsorships, and Sunday yoga. Recovery is crying before class, and then going anyway—because your therapist reminded you that you just cannot let your mental illness ruin every part of your life. Recovery is looking at your scars longingly, missing the feeling of breathing easy for just a minute. Recovery is telling them that you’re doing well, because no one wants to hear about your sadness for the forty second time this week. Recovery is forcing yourself to go the gym in the morning, because that’s what “good” mentally ill people do, right? Because you can’t recover without looking beautiful, right? It’s actually about health, though, right? It’s not about the fact that no one wants to listen to you if you’re not easy on the eyes. So I guess that this isn’t actually recovery either. Honestly, I don’t know what recovery is, but I do know that it’s been six months since I’ve last sucked on ice cubes for dinner; it’s been one month since I’ve added new tally marks to the scoreboard I’m keeping on my arm.So yeah, sometimes I don’t want to get better, but I do it anyway, because maybe that’s what recovery is—never giving up, even if it means giving up your sense of identity and having to find a new one.”

— better nights are to come, i hope (14/52) by (DS)

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