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Tired of being tired. Tired of being sad. Tired of being alone. Tired of waiting for someone I’m not so sure exists anymore. Tired of making excuses for people. Tired of letting myself get talked into a circle. Tired of belonging nowhere and to no one. Tired of never being first place. Tired of never being important. Tired of wondering where he is. Tired of knowing he just doesn’t care. Tired of knowing none of them do. Tired of never knowing what I’m coming home to. Tired of never knowing what I’m waking up to. Tired of never knowing what I’m falling asleep to. Tired of always knowing too much. Tired of hoping for the best of people and always receiving the worst.

Tired of hoping at all.
Just tired.
Tired.

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Waking up and the depression has stayed with me through the night. How thoughtful of it.

Going to throw myself into it and work my ass off today and all weekend. Maybe it’ll help.

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this is it. this is the most important gif on tumblr.com

no okay but let me tell you a story

so at school I’m generally a pretty quiet person. I talk to a few people, I have a few friends, but I keep to myself a lot. So anyway, during lunch I’m on tumblr mobile, and this thing comes up. I put the gif onto full screen, and kind of half laugh at it. Then this guy who I have literally never talked to before walks by and then slowly back up and starts looking at my phone screen. I try to explain what I’m looking at, but really, how the hell do you explain this? Anyway, he waves over one of his friends so his friend comes over and looks at it. I’m still sitting in my chair, and we are all still completely silent. Soon more people begin to gather. 12 people, to be exact. 12 people, many of which I have never spoken to before, standing in a large, silent, ritual-esque circle around my iphone which is playing this gif on loop. After about five minutes, the first guy goes “how long is this?” and I was like “uh, its, um, its a gif, so it kind of goes on forever.” he nods and says “perfect”. These were the only words spoken throughout this whole event.

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I’m very tired and very sad on a very deep level. It’s lasted for almost a week now. I’m not sleeping well, I don’t eat much unless I’m working. And I’m just so tired. And I’m just so sad.

I was hoping that somehow I’d be over it all by now, but I’m not. I keep waking up, thinking, what happened, what happened? I don’t wake up thinking it didn’t end anymore. I just wake up with ghosts and echoes in my head. And I wake up so many times in the night.

I’ve started official training as of today, and my first day was great, but on my way home I burst into tears because he should have been here. He should have been waiting for my call to tell him how my day went. He should have been here to cheer me on, but he’s not.

I miss him so much and the chances are good that he never even thinks of me though I think about him every day and that hurts to know. I wish there were a way to un-know things. I miss him every day. The loss never lessens.

Everything is going so right. So why can’t I forget them?

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"…dreams can be such dangerous things: they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes they consume us completely."

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"The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains."

- Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha (via larmoyante)
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dontbreakveg:

Name and shame, animal abusers get absolutely no respect from me.

This is fucking disgusting. Put this on blast

Spread this like wildfire. I hope someone can rescue the female pit bull. OP could you put the location of the female pitbull up? So so someone in the area could collect her.

Put these assholes in hell. And people wonder why pitbulls are so “aggressive.”

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If it makes you happy,
It can’t be that bad.

But it really hurts.
I wish you wouldn’t look at me and say that if a girl likes you she must want to hurt you.
I wish you hadn’t said you didn’t want to date me even though I like you but you want to date her because she likes you.

And underneath all that, this shit from Sean still cutting me to the core. Why do I bother? Why do I even bother thinking that I’d be worth anything to anyone? Why do I bother wanting to be worth anything to anyone when all I had was poured into someone that threw it away?