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lol this too cute

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Dream

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14/07/2018

I feel myself slipping 

Anxiety eats me up every day

I don’t want to go back there. 

#letter

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14/07/2018

No one really cares at the end of the day what I do. 

I feel alone even in a sea of people and noise; i feel quiet and small. Is this loneliness all in my head? am i making this up? because it feels too real to be made up. And I know we may tell ourselves these things and never truly believe it deep down but..I do. 

I’m trying to find my happiness but it eludes me and I feel hollow and empty, without meaning or purpose, I’m  not useful nor do i feel i bring joy to anyone. I am just a burden, an inconvenience, accommodated unwillingly by those whose eyes are filled with pity. I belong nowhere. With no one. And I have nothing.   

#letters

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09/07/2018

forcing myself to be open and not let these things build up inside me. No one cares though so i’ll just start talking to myself 

#letters

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i dont know

i dont know i dont know

#letters

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There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.

02:52 thoughts (via avouer)