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stfumons · 11 days
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the devil’s whispers:
you can do it tomorrow (if you don’t do it now you’ll never do it ever)
you have a lot of time left (life is actually pretty short and we don’t have that much time)
you can skip this one little thing today (you are functioning solely due to the fact that you have a routine)
i must respond to this one thing that is bothering me immediately (you don’t have to do anything, it’s all in ur head)
I must check my phone (u don’t have to do anything, it’s all in ur head)
panicking is productive (panicking never makes a situation better, but in fact exacerbates it)
I must listen to music while doing the most minute task (u don’t have to do anything, it’s all in ur head. and I like music as much as the next person but moments of sheer silence are crucial)
I must befriend everyone (some people just don’t mesh together and that is ok)
I can skip working out for the day (working out does so much for ur physical AND mental health)
If misfortune happens to me it’s because I am uniquely unlucky (misfortune has nothing to do with preordained circumstances and everything to do with random odds)
If I am mistreated it’s because I am a horrible person and I deserve it (most times people are projecting their issues onto u and it has nothing to do with u)
if I make a mistake I am uniquely horrible (we are all human and we all make mistakes. the important thing is to hold ourselves accountable and learn from them)
I must have this one thing I really want now (u don’t have to do anything, it’s all in ur head. also whatever u want will still be here tomorrow so this sense of urgency is false)
I am uniquely hated/disliked/ostracized (most people are busy w their own lives and don’t have the time to be hating on u. and if they really are then their life is pretty empty and their opinion should not be held in high regard to begin with)
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stfumons · 11 days
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I don’t want a toxic on & off love.. i want someone that chooses me everyday even when i’m hard to deal with at times.
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Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw
~ David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
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stfumons · 26 days
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"and you know damn well for you I would ruin myself a million little times....."
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stfumons · 1 month
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Although I'm ok with being single, I can't wait to actually meet someone who's actually interested in me. The constant crave of wanting to talk, asking about my day, my feelings, sharing laughter & being heard is so rare nowadays. Nobody communicates anymore. Real is Rare.
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stfumons · 1 month
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“To detach yourself elegantly from the world; to give contour and grace to sadness; a solitude in style; a walk that gives cadence to memories; stepping towards the intangible; with the breath in the trembling margins of things; the past reborn in the overflow of fragrances; the smell, through which we conquer time; the contour of the invisible things; the forms of the immaterial; to deepen yourself in the intangible; to touch the world airborne by smell; aerial dialogue and gliding dissolution; to bathe in your own reflecting fragmentation […]”
— Emil Cioran, The Book Of Delusions
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stfumons · 1 month
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Remember all the goodness life holds —on the days that seem bleaker than the days that emerged from the depths of hell
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stfumons · 1 month
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There’s an empty room inside me which echos your name
The bed still unmade , blinds forever closed , coffee mugs dried and stained , flowers which have withered away
There’s an empty room inside me which echoes your name
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Grumble grumble…
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stfumons · 1 month
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the intimacy of shared silence.
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stfumons · 1 month
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I won’t be missed. You don’t have to tell me.
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@lovesdaya
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