We fall in love with one version of someone and we expect them to stay that way, but they never do.
Olivia Wilde, Her: Love in the Modern Age (via poetisch)

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I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient.
Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17. (via dontbesadlove)

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CURRENT THOUGHTS.

One of my best friends has moved to a different country. I feel stuck. The only thing keeping me going is my trip to Paris at Christmas. I am currently struggling with overbearing suicidal thoughts. I still feel so unstable. I have been offered anti-depressants but I don’t know if that is the answer. I feel so alone despite the fact I literally have hundreds of friends. I am so sad and I hate it. My mother doesn’t understand and I hate that. I am feeling stuck in a perpetual state of flatness. I have no idea if this life is real or if I’ve been dreaming for a long, long time. I have no idea what is real and what isn’t. I need to get well, because if I let this get any bigger it will completely ruin my life.

I am very sad and I feel more miserable than I can say, and I do not know how far I’ve come. I do not know what to do or what to think, but vehemently desire to leave this place. I feel so melancholy.
Vincent van Gogh, Letters (1875-1890)

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So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what.
(via soulsscrawl)

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