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ITS SO CUTE I HAVE TO REBLOG IT AGAINN

I WANNA BE THIS KIND OF PARENT

I’m still depressed, but how depressed I am varies, which is good. Much of the time, it’s a comfortable numbness that just makes things feel muted. Other times, I’m standing in the shower or something and I can feel the nothingness hurtling toward me at eight thousand miles per hour and there’s nothing I can really do aside from let it happen and wait until it goes away again.
― Allie Brosh, Hyperbole and a Half  (via perfect)

(Source: acidwash-and-lemonade)

It hurts.
It hurts a lot.
But I’ll keep it to myself so it doesn’t hurt anyone else
― (via dying-ohso-soon)
I feel nothing
or
I feel everything.
I don’t know which is worse.
― 2 am thoughts  (via melisica)