No, it’s not that. It’s something more. It’s how suddenly they become a priority in your life, suddenly you have this person standing right in front of you that means the whole world for you and you’re willing to walk through fire for that same person. You’re willing to make a change in your life because when they show you the real them, the raw part, the ones they don’t show others. You just can’t help but go a little crazy, and you’re lucky if it’s just crazy. So it’s not about the presence really, it’s about trusting you with the raw parts. — a.s., september 27, 2014 (via mossyribs)
fun fact: you don’t cure depression by telling me i have nothing to be sad about
another fun fact: you dont cure anxiety by just getting up and doing whatever it is that makes you anxious
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Sometimes I feel so stupid and dull and uncreative that I am amazed when people tell me differently. — Sylvia Plath (via benzobuttercup)
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white people can sympathize with rapists, mass murderers, psychopaths and cannibals but nah that dead black kid had it coming
That’s because you’re describing their ancestors/brethren. Of course they can sympathize with something they’re familiar with.
That awkward moment when you’re a white person who feels terrible about that HUMAN child who was murdered - despite his race/looks.
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I feel a sadness I expected and which comes only from myself. I say I’ve always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sadness I’ve always had, I could almost call it by my own name, it’s so like me. — Marguerite Duras, from The Lover (via violentwavesofemotion)
II. Walk like pepper spray, like don’t fucking touch me, like don’t make me use this. Walk like the knife in your pocket is in your hands, like you were born with it there, because weren’t you? — Caitlyn Siehl, alonesomes (via cutiewiththehellabooty)
Honey, you ain’t got time to break him open to see if he got love inside there. Leave him just like that and see if he shows it. — Della Hicks-Wilson (via weaverofstars)
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