The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.” ―Nicholas Sparks
even with half a bottle of vodka downed, vision hazy and ears ringing, you’re still the only thing i think about
“Some days, I feel everything at once. Other days, I feel nothing at all. I don’t know what’s worse: drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst.”
When you don’t like yourself you don’t notice anything. You don’t care about what people think of you. When you hate yourself, whatever people say it doesn’t make sense. ‘Why do they like me? Why do they care about me?’ Because you don’t care about yourself at all.
“ …unfortunately, we live in a world where if you break your arm, everyone runs over to sign your cast, but if you tell people you’re depressed, everyone runs the other way. That’s the stigma. We are so, so, so accepting of any body part breaking down, other than our brains. And that’s ignorance. That’s pure ignorance. And that ignorance has created a world that doesn’t understand depression, that doesn’t understand mental health. “
If you break someone and they still wish you the best, you’ve lost the greatest thing for you.