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I miss you. I don't miss you like how ex lovers wish for their past to come back and beg for it to come back again. I miss you like I miss watching my favourite TV show for the first time and realising it's going to be a favourite. Like how you know you're gonna come back to it and still laugh at all the funny scenes like you did for the first time. The feeling of realising it's going to be your favourite forever. The comfort of knowing you'll be safe and happy. The comfort of having the comfort.

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Flourescent lighting and a heavy heart

It's hard to think and it's hard to not to

"everybody hates you", but I tried so hard

I tried so hard to not put red lines on my arm

I tried so hard to look pretty and put the perfect winged liner

I tried so hard to fight off the knoose hanging on my head, the slightest imbalance of ending up in front of a moving car

It didn't work though

The gaping hole in my heart got bigger

And the world moved on like I didn't exist

Did I though?

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*˖✧°*˖✧ ͙ one year ago today ͙✧˖*°✧˖*

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And as the ship sank to its slow peaceful death, I found my heart in the hole that led it to wreckage. The standstill grave at the bottom of the ocean where many like my ship had sunk, I found my home.

～ excerpt from As I sank to the bottom

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Strawberry man 🕺🍓

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There's just something so endearing about Harry being the human form of 🕺 the whole of As It Was mv but in red.

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This part where he's dancing, jumping, goofing around and just being harry is everything!

His smile at the end is worth everything in this world

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Harry Styles releasing a new album is probably the only good thing going to happen to me this year.

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It doesn't get any better

*sighs very dramatically*

Why do I need to study so much when my only goal in life is to sit in a calm, secluded cafe on a chair facing the window side while it's pouring outside with a hot warming cup of coffee in my hand. What does calculus have to do with that?

*sighs dramatically*

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Coming to the realisation that the world isn't fucked up

Probably I am

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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I'm one of them.

～ Ray Bradbury, Dandelion wine

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I was so isolated in my misery,

I forgot what the world outside looked like

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Because you can replace lovers and friends and hometowns

And things you don't like

But how do you replace your own mother?

～ incomplete thoughts

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Need me an Aman from Kal Ho Na Ho to fall in love with me and fix all of my life problems too

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My eyes burn from the unshed tears

I rub at them but I won't cry,

They called me a crybaby when I was 7 and 9 and 10 and 11 and 12 too maybe

I had promised myself at 14 I will prove them wrong

- excerpt from a poem that I haven't finished

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no because trauma doesn't just go away when someone pretends to understand you. And you say you're fine and 'im okay' but can't stand the silence ringing in your head. How many movies and series and books and stupid fucking reels do you need to feel something again?

I'm sorry for the 6 missed calls. I read your texts and in my head, I told you everything.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from If screens could talk

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I'm so used to my head full of thoughts that waking up empty one day scares me. Not being able to think so much that I ruin any chance at my own happiness now, that makes me uncomfortable.

I think I have started to thrive in my misery.