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Just some words of real shit -

Be careful who you have unprotected sex with.

Be careful who you vent to.

Be careful of how you use the word ‘love.’

Know when to let that shit go.

Be careful who you speak to about your finances. 

Calm down before making decisions in anger.

Some bridges need to be burned.

Know the difference between like, lust and love.

Trust your gut.

Write it down; you’re not gonna remember.

Find an outlet for your stress/anxiety. Run, yoga, drink/smoke in moderation, write, meditate. find something that works for you.

Once it’s on the internet, it’s nachos anymore.

Stop trying to please everyone. It is impossible. Someone will be offended. Someone will be unsatisfied. 

Drink more fucking water. 

Memorize important numbers by heart. Your phone may not always be available.

Love yourself. Learn to if you do not know how. If you put yourself first in all that you do, it will come to you soon. 

Stop caring so much about what people will think and say. Because fuck em. 

Stop lurking through his/her shit. Mind your got damn business and live.

Try to be considerate of how your actions or lack of can affect others. You never know what people may have going on. The inconvenience can cost time, energy and money.

Communication kills assumptions.

Cum often.

#kbye

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I’m not really sure what to write about anymore. I write what I feel, and I haven’t felt anything lately. I don’t feel empty, I just feel nothing. Either that or I feel everything at once, it’s hard to tell. It’s like drowning, but in oxygen. It’s like everything you’ve ever loved is right in front of you, but you can’t quite reach it. It’s being in a room full of people and feeling so terribly alone, it’s the unbearably loud silence. It’s pulling on your hair at 2am because you’re not sure why you’re crying. It’s everything. But it’s nothing.

- depression, what a fucking hypocrite (via thisvastlove)

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I decided to turn cold when I noticed that nobody appreciates my warmth. If they don’t care, then neither will I.

Silent Rain (via silent-rain91)

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via weheartit.com

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Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.

Martha Manning, from Undercurrents: A Life Beneath the Surface (via invelvetcasing)

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I still hear your words in my head like tiny little insects interrupting in my thoughts and all the empty spaces left for new memories. I tried different methods to get rid of them but your words stuck just like the scars I created myself because the chaos is my head needed control and you learned me the only way to get control is to involve pain.

(via fiftyshadesofselfdestruction)

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I can’t do this anymore

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My mind says one thing, while my family, religion, and society say another. My heart is aimlessly walking around in a void of darkness, and I’m not quite sure what to do.

existential-words (via existential-words)

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