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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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self undiagnosing fr, I’m fine now :)
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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i don’t know how to be here on this earth anymore.
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
Neil Gaiman (via quotemadness)
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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In life you’re going to be left out, talked about, lied to and used, but you have to decide who’s worth your tears and who’s not.
Unknown (via thehopefulquotes)
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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Not sure what hurts but it hurts.
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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agh
i wish i could talk to someone about all these thoughts that i must keep to myself. i really wish i could. i trust no one.
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cryptic-ardour · 1 year
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this is just an attic of old and falling apart thoughts.
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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choices, chances and changes.
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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you’ll keep forgiving someone you love until you hate them.
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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GOD
WHY DO YOU FUCKING SAY THESE THINGS
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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what is the cost of peace?
I have sacrificed connection, relation, service, friendship, enjoyment, love.
is it too much to be worth it?
what do I even aim to do with stability & security? will it magically fix what ever is wrong in my head?
probably not.
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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what am I doing?
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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“It’s mortifying to be the one who remembers.”
— Ryan O’Connell
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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do you actually care?
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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“you feel too much”
what if the only fucking thing in this world i am ever certain of is how i feel? 
what then?
who am i without what i feel?
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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fragile fieldstone walls
you will test and try others for their loyalty and worth, you will push and pull until they are in a dizzying mess of confusion
because if they can still see you in all your beauty amidst the chaos, they will have proven themselves worthy
do you ever stop to think, whether you are worthy of their efforts? are you worth the pain?
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cryptic-ardour · 3 years
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fuck you
your hesitation to feel even the slightest real emotion in your being prevents me from being able to see myself clearly, you welded these rose coloured glasses onto my fragile skull and they seem to be broken.
i have to go through the brunt of hell, these rude awakenings, realising several times that the world is no longer beautiful in the blink of an eye. 
blink, beauty in all its creation, glory.
blink, destruction and misery at its most cruel.
i cannot relish in the fact, there are no facts here. there is no truth, only illusion and only pain. 
fuck you, i hate you.
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