I feel like absolute shit because it’s always my fault. I’m always the problem. My brain, how it works. How I have to manage through life to just make it through life. It’s too tough. It’s too rough. I’m so tired that I don’t want to get out of bed. I just want to wither away into nothing. I’m so tired of pushing through and living. I’m afraid that I’ll never get better no matter how hard I try. I’m always the issue. My stress, my sadness what I need doesn’t matter to anyone. I’m just here floating in space.
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The solidarity of the Celtic peoples, even when distant from one another, is sufficiently explained by the sense of kinship, of common origin acting in a fairly restricted world, all the parts of which were in communication.
Henri Hubert on the ancient Celts
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The Countdown Begins 🎃
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odall:
Well, fuck.
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Are you in a relationship or just having fun right now?
neither
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gets personally offended when someone refers to rain as “bad weather”
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August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Sylvia Plath (via thursdays-at-the-coffeeshop)
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*I’ve got my eye in you, and I hope you notice.
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I’m doing alright, just waiting for karma to come and get you.
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Well, fuck.
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concept: love letters make a comeback
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💙💙💙
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💙💙💙
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