I feel like there’s this everlasting darkness sort of looming over my head. I’ll forget it on most days - hell, most days I’m a zombie living day by day, falling asleep tired as fuck and waking up just the same. But there are particular days when a dark thought brushes the nerve endings or some…

"You had this expression on your face, like you weren’t quite sure you were supposed to be on Earth."

Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via larmoyante)

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It sure feels nice, not being considered…

"I wanted to believe I was helping- that the listening, the patience, the positivity were easing my friend’s suffering. But it wasn’t about me, or any “hero complex.” It’s about just being there for your friend."

Lunatock Submission, When the Snow Falls (via snowfallstogether)
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