New toys ❤💀🔥

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When I was little
They taught me
To treat others
The way I treat myself.
These days,
I’m working
In reverse:
Trying to treat myself
The way I would
Treat others.
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Zoe :( :( :( Holy crap do I miss you.

My mother is bringing me home late night Taco Bell because I’m depressed and feel so helpless about work and life… I feel loved

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misophonia-isnt-fun:

I’m sick and tired of this constant state of anger and panic.

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I haven’t really believed in the idea of “heaven” since I was really young, but a part of me (I know this is led by depression) wishes I could be in “heaven” with my cousin. Or that we could switch places, and the light that shone from him could once again improve the hearts, attitudes, and lives of others….

toxicwinner:

how many times have i seen the prettiest girls w the ugliest guys and I’m staring at him wondering if it’s the way the light is hitting his face or smth and she’s looking at me like stay away from my man…listen im just trying to solve a puzzle you beautiful idiot

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Stuck between wanting to eat everything, to satiate the aching hole in me and not wanting to eat anything ever again because of depression… I cannot wrap my head around my cousin being gone. So many people are in pain and doctors won’t respect their wishes and help put them out of their misery peacefully, but instead keep them hooked up to tons of machines and stuff them with meds. Yet my cousin, the diver, is gone because his dive off of a bridge into the lake went awry somehow. I will never again get to hear him make wise cracks that lift my unhappy heart. I will never again see his infectious smile. I will never get to hug him. I will never get to tell him how proud I am of him. I will never get to say “We may be far apart, but know that I love you”. Last time I traveled to Canada it was a great vacation seeing my family interact and feeling loved and more at peace…Now, the next time I go to Canada it will be with a heart full of pain, and a face cracking as the facade I have held at work drops in front of those feeling my pain. It will be a time to hug my family, and not want to let any of them go. HE WAS ONLY 20. THIS IS NOT FAIR

My dear cousin; the one with so much energy, that could put a smile on anyone’s face, make light of anything, and just bring light to everything…I’m trying to wrap my head around this. I have the best childhood memories of you being your happy-go-lucky, carefree self. And I have wonderful memories of seeing you just last summer. This just seems like a sick nightmare, and I want to be pinched awake. A life taken much too soon, but will live on in the hearts of many. R.I.P.

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