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I didn’t know it had a name

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I want to die again and this time I have no fancy way of saying it. I'm not going to beat around the bush anymore. I want to die. I want to sleep and never wake up again.

The sad thing is no one really cares

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via weheartit

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“Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as reality, an objective and untouched nature of being. Or if all that we encounter has already been changed by what we had imagined it to be. If we have dreamed it into being.”

— Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Mistress of Spices

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C.S. Lewis once wrote,

"I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief"

And I think we all needed to hear that.

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