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That part of depression:
It’s hazy but not dark enough to sleep, and I kind of can’t see through, but I am not blind. There’s no light switch, but the bulbs keep waiting for me to do something.

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men in love are like “i love you” and women in love are like “i wouldn’t mind taking all of your pain in my hands and letting it overflow into the cracks of my skin just to be able to have a part of you with me”
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