It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you. — F. Scott Fitzgerald (via bmurguia)

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If you have to choose between me and someone else, pick them. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with someone who is going to question if they made the right choice.

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crystalmethalicious:

I don’t think people realise how hard it is to re-discover the person you were before depression or even try to remember your own personality

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Sometimes I regret being nice, apologizing when I didn’t do anything wrong, and for making unworthy people a priority in my life

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Never regret being nice but the other 2 YES

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They told me to pour my heart into everything I do. So that’s what I did, I poured and poured and poured. Now they ask me why I’m so empty. — (via clumsiest)

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neuroticdream:

Left Alone | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

neuroticdream:

Left Alone | via Tumblr on We Heart It.


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Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coasting directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when she’s supposed to nod and says what she’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second. — Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via observando)

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