*Talking about mental illness in public because it’s nothing to be ashamed of*
Me:
(via discoveringkelly)
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I MOVED »
if anyone actually cares. im no longer using this tumblr account but switched to this new one linked here.
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(Source: positivedoodles, via positivedoodles)
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"I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground."— (via the-healing-nest)(via the-healing-nest)
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"Some days bleed. Some days are so sensitive, you don’t even want to get out of bed. These are the best days, though. You grab them by their pulse and you keep going, because something is happening in the universe that is making you feel so much. It’s a small glitch, an overflow, and you have been chosen to carry the extra weight. For one, small day, you are the sole bearer of this unnamed pain. You are a spot of light on the map of the world. Anyone or anything from another part of the galaxy will see you and think “I didn’t know people could be stars.”" -
"Poetry to me is giving a voice to all the voiceless things and thoughts and fears and hopes and aches that go on inside you. It’s a place to let it out without worrying about censoring it or filtering it or trying to make it something it isn’t. It’s about letting out what you’re afraid to." -
(Source: positivedoodles, via positivedoodles)
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<3 thank you
(via youarewortheverything)
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(via n-e-w-y-o-r-k-l-o-v-e)
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"I’ve been told
that people in the army
do more by 7:00 am
than I do
in an entire day
but if I wake
at 6:59 am
and turn to you
to trace the outline of your lips
with mine
I will have done enough
and killed no one
in the process"— Shane Koyczan, 6:59 a.m. (via anditslove) -
"I need someone who understands my need for time and space; someone who knows not to take it so personally when I need to be alone."— (via c0ntemplations)(via anditslove)
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you keep worrying
your sadness
is taking up too much space.
i wish you’d let yourself
be the milky way.(via anditslove)
