sometimes, when you fall, you fly.
But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are.
Unknown (via perfect)

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shantiwinds:

My room gets some sweet sunlight in the morning ↣
You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.
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Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.
Sigmund Freud (via blazeberg)

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