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my only two moods…..

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Someone said “Style”?

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There came a point in my healing process where I realized I was stuck in the middle. I hadn’t exactly made it to the other side but I was still far enough from where I first started. There were certain tests and experiences at the time that left me feeling like I wasn’t quite “there” yet, and in this I realized I needed to start being more honest and disciplined with myself. What was I still making excuses for? What pain was I still refusing to let go of? In what ways had I enabled myself to still feel, well, like shit? I had to remind myself that growth is non-linear, yes. Healing is slow, yes. But we also don’t want to be walking around in circles, convinced we’re getting anywhere. Repeatedly indulging our wounds is a conscious choice. This is your life. Only you can decide whether or not to truly be better. So if you’ve found yourself still stuck in the middle, take a moment to examine things from a more honest perspective. What can you be better about? What can you do to make this process better, easier, faster? How hard are you truly willing to push to make it through the middle and onto the other side?

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Sometimes I start missing you crazy

Ain’t nothing quite like you

Love like this keeps going and going

I cannot forget you

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“It’s impossible to calm myself, I need the heat and ardour which passes from you to me. You’re right to say that we’ll let this thing of ours run freely; we won’t put the brakes on, rather, we’ll push it along.”

— Leos Janacek (1854-1928), in a letter to Kamila Stosslova (1891-1935), 5 May, 1927, translated by John Tyrrell

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i’m not in the mood for anything anymore

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via weheartit

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When inside I'm dying...

“Feel like I’m losing control of myself, I sincerely apologize if all that I sound like is I’m complaining. But life keeps on complicating and I’m debating on leaving this world, this evening…

There are just too many things to explain. When it rains, guess it pours, yes, it does. Wish there wasn’t any pain…”

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