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00:25 July
Skin is dry
Mind is filled with unnecessary thoughts... pointless even... meaningless
Uhm maybe I should put some lotion on my hands, they are definitely not moisturized
Shit... I have to wake up early tomorrow for work
Why am I writing like a little child on Tumblr
soja pagal
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drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.
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Is anyone reaching age appropriate milestones anymore or are we all in the soup.
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Lately life has been feeling very monotonous and I’m just behaving so passively.
It’s like some days I have so much energy and wanna do things while other days I’m so slow at everything.
I want to get better but it just seems so hard, to focus, to stay on track with university and family.
Dealt with so much shit mentally that all my energy was put into that. Now I have none left and I wonder how I can be normal again.
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“Do you ever find yourself nostalgic for the life you never got to have?”
-Amanda Lovelace
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“Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.”
— George R.R. Martin
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George Seferis, from Collected Poems (tr. from the Greek by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard)
[Text ID: If I chose to remain alone, what I longed for / was solitude, not this kind of waiting, / my soul shattered on the horizon, / these lines, these colours, this silence.]
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“It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.”
— Myra McEntire
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"You don’t tell people you’re not okay,“ she said, "because it’s hard watching them not know what to do".
"Then you end up comforting them, even though the one who needed comforting was you".
-Sue Zhao- Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #222
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“I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.”
— Beau Taplin
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My eyes yearn to see you so come home from distant lands, beloved
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