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“I need to stop fantasizing about running away to some other life, and start figuring out the one I have.”
— Holly Black
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What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
Franz Kafka
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“How you love yourself is how you teach others to love you.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk & Honey
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“Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.”
— Hanif Kureishi
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“It’s tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won’t be able to deal with it.”
— Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story
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“Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.”
— Kevin Brooks
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“And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep.”
— Unknown
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There will always be a person who looks like a poem the earth wrote to keep you alive.
Juansen Dizon
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“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”
— Reyna Biddy
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“This is why people touch. Sometimes words are just not enough.”
— Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything
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“She doesn’t want to hear that she is flawless. She wants to hear that she is loved regardless of her flaws.”
— charmingwinds
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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of SylviaPlath
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"I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart...I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly." ]
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It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.
Myra McEntire
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