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6 months down the line you’re at the crossroad when you see her. She walks across the road bobbing her head to a song you can’t hear and you begin to wonder what she sings in the shower these days. She opens her eyes wider and gives you a small grin, she doesn’t look so childish anymore. When she walks past, you can’t help but turn and watch. You begin to wonder who listens to her talk about the stars at night, or who carries her home when she’s drunk. 6 months ago she told you that she loved you. Today you almost say it back.
Excerpts of a book I’ll never write (via deliriosity)
- adults: record numbers of teens are depressed, we must find out why
- teens: school is more stressful than ever, our parents screwed over the economy, the earth is on a path to total environmental destruction, and now we have to deal with actual fuckin nazis
- adults: it's the iphones isn't it
gentle reminder
it’s okay to have those days where you can’t help but feel down despite trying to stay positive and keep smiling - you’ve tried your best to be positive and the effort is what that counts, you’re so strong; please just know that the darkness won’t be there forever, even if it feels like it: positivity will come sooner than you think, it’s going to be okay
