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lostintimee00 · 7 months
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don’t let anyone else ruin your day. it‘s YOUR day. ruin it yourself.
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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Twin Peaks (1990)
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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Frozen
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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Feelings I Wish went away pt1
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lostintimee00 · 1 year
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poems about u pt 2
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles.
Jack Kerouac, On the Road, 1957
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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Sad again. This time I can't blame it on love, there's no one more to blame. It hurts. I feel it in my chest so much, in my throat in my back and it won't come out. The tears don't want out. I scream at myself to heal to heal again. It doesnt budge. It doesn't budge.
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it. 
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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Now I’m empty. I have nothing to give to anyone. Except for talking about my pain. And since I realize that’s toxic, I’ve simply isolated.
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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i am overwhelmed and i just want everything to stop. just stop. just for a moment so i can think, so i can cry, so i can mourn but its so difficult because life just keeps going and my issues are piling on top of each other and suffocating me and i am so overwhelmed that i cant breathe. i hate this.
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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Sometimes the pressure to stop feeling sad is too much. Let’s just be kind and wait it out like snail friend. 🐌💕
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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“I feel like I am so far behind in life that I will never catch up. Everyone is doing so many things with their lives. I am just here. Frozen. I have been a ghost for years. I wonder if that is all I will ever be.”
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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"I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break."
-Marya Hornbacher, Wasted
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lostintimee00 · 2 years
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