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  9. "I have a very strong feeling that the opposite of love is not hate - it’s apathy. It’s not giving a damn."
    — Leo Buscaglia (via man-of-prose)

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  13. "

    Depression does not always mean
    Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
    A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
    Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

    Sometimes depression means
    Not getting out of bed for three days
    Because your feet refuse to believe
    That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

    Sometimes depression means
    That summoning the willpower
    To go downstairs and do the laundry
    Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

    Sometimes depression means
    Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
    Because you cannot convince your body
    That it is capable of movement

    Sometimes depression means
    Not being able to write for weeks
    Because the only words you have to offer the world
    Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

    Sometimes depression means
    That every single bone in your body aches
    But you have to keep going through the motions
    Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

    Sometimes depression means
    Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
    Because yes, they have the right number
    But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

    — by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

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  14. "

    All the people
    I thought were made for me,
    are not.

    All the ones
    I thought I’d always keep in touch with,
    we fell out.

    All the things
    that used to hurt,
    hurt less.

    All the moments
    I kept replaying in my head,
    have faded.

    All the times
    I thought I would always be weak,
    I toughened up.

    All my friends
    I fell in love with and admired,
    I’ve distanced myself from.

    All the things
    I hated about myself,
    I am learning to love.

    And all the ones
    I thought I couldn’t live without,
    are gone;
    yet I am still breathing.

    — Ming D. Liu, What time has done for me (via mingdliu)

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