"You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness."
"I love those mornings when you wake to darkness and no one is asking anything of you. You’re under no pressure to exist. This is something of which I am in constant need."
"Your room is not your prison. You are."
- Sylvia Plath,
6 July 1953, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Sometimes tumblr reminds me of the beautiful things in life ive lost or never found
"I never stopped loving you. Not even for a second. Even when I hated you."
- Charles Sheehan-Miles, Just Remember to Breathe
"In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do."
"I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else."
- Adèle, Blue is the Warmest Color
The only love I want in this world is yours and if I can’t have it, I want another world.
Depression turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You don’t remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions (under the sink with your emotions). You become: bed, shower, socks, coffee, keys, obligations.