March 2012
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Anonymous asked: Bipolar people are some of my favorite people. Sure hard to take some times but well worth it.
Anonymous asked: The people who do not like you because of your mental illness do not deserve to be in your presence. My mother has bipolar disorder ... and I know, every day you wake up, function, and go back to bed you have won a battle. It might not ever get 'easier', but you grow stronger and wiser, and your days will become more bearable... and, some, wonderful. Worthwhile. My mother is left with...
“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me...”
– Charles Bukowski (via remnantsandpictures)
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It saddens me to know that some of the people I know dislike me because of my mental illness. It hurts even more that people are capable of being so cruel when they don’t know what it’s like to suffer from bi-polar disorder. It’s an emotional roller coaster, it’s consuming, and it’s exhausting. Unfortunately for me, I’m the product of a very...
Anonymous asked: I always thought you were this cool, creative girl but now that I've met you I've realized that you are lost and you are not anything like I thought you were. it makes me sad actually. Maybe if you weren't such a downer all the time. Or you did things BESIDES getting fucked up everyday then you would be fun to be around. but no. You're too hung up on past loves and mistakes to...
February 2012
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The windows fogged up, You were deep in thought, And I’d hoped that I was on your mind. Because for me, That’s where you remain, To this very day, Every morning, And always.
“A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.”
– Nietzsche (via crashcouture)
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We caused earthquakes in my paper wall apartment, The air mattress never seemed more glamorous. With sinking secrets and new beginnings, Letting the whiskey cause bold confessions. We were the rich and rare that night, And we danced until we collapsed, Leaving our footprints in the carpet. I dreamed of dandelion hill, While you always heard the road calling, And soon I was nails on a chalkboard,...
aprincessnamedzelda:
If you look past the slurs & blurs- my heart felt sure; but yours uncertain. But if you listen, you could hear our lazy days. I bet that we would be okay.
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