i hate you, please love me

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"I don't have awkward moments, I have an awkward life, which, to my dismay, is occasionally interrupted by normality."

Put yourself first, that's who'll be there at 2AM when you're broken and lonely.

shiverest:

nope-lifer:

Anxiety is wanting to ask your partner a million questions as to why they’re with you, why they say they care about you, and so on.

Depression is not thinking you’re worth enough to even ask those questions, let alone be with them.

and having both of them is the definition of hell

(via sleep-eat-mosh-repeat)