Some kind of boredom

"The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud."

"The Greek word for ‘return’ is nostos. Algos means ‘suffering.’ So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return."

"You think flirting with my Boyfriend is cute? Wait until You See how cute it is when I punch You in your stupid Looking Face!
Bitch."

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Is weird, the standard I hold myself to. I am so unbelievably hard on myself and I don’t know why.

When other girls get bad hair cuts, I tell them it’s just hair, it will grow out and they can fix it. When I’ve had bad hair cuts, I spiral down in shame, blaming myself for being stupid or for being to ugly to pull it off.

When other girls that have thick thighs and a tummy wear shorts and crop tops, I encourage and applaud them, but when I do, all I feel is disgust at myself.

When people tell me the count for how many partners they have had, I shrug, because that number does not define you, no matter how high. When I think of my own count, I can’t help but call myself a slut.

I encourage other women to go out and have sex with anyone they want, but when I have sex with anyone out of a relationship, no matter the feelings I have for them, all I feel is shame and disgust at my own slutty behaviour.

I see beauty in every single person, regardless of if it is physical or personality. When I look at myself I feel horror, and disgust and hatred. I do not see beauty in the face that belongs solely to me or in the personality traits that I know I possess.

Why can I only see terrible things in myself, even where I would see beauty in another? And why can’t anyone else see beauty in me either?

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"I feel so shut out, I’m always homesick. But when I get home. I find it’s something else I’m longing for."

"Sometimes, when I lie awake at night, I wonder whether I’ve lived at
all. Is it the same for everybody? Do some people have a greater talent
for living than others or do some people never live, but just exist?"

"One must learn to live. I practice every day. My biggest obstacle is that I don’t know who I am. I grope blindly. If someone loved me the way that I am, I may dare at last to look at myself. For me, that possibility is fairly remote."

"He said, ‘There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow. So today is the right day to love, believe, do and mostly love.’"

"We are biologically, cognitively, physically, and spiritually wired to love, be loved, and to belong. When those needs are not met, we don’t function as were meant to be. We break. We fall apart. We numb. We ache … The absence of love and belonging will always lead to suffering."