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“I’m not sure which is worse: intense feeling, or the absence of it.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
Schlaf hilft nicht, wenn deine Seele müde ist.
Wie viele „Ich bin traurig und verletzt“ werden wohl so ausgesprochen:
Ist ok.
- darksun666 (Twitter)

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“As we ran into the darkness, we never knew we wouldn’t return.”
sometimes it just hurts and there is nothing you can do about it
“If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
“You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”
— John Green, Looking for Alaska

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I lost my best friend 3 years ago- not lost as in dead but lost as in we only text each other on our birthdays now. Movies and books don't tell you that a friendship dying is like the sinking of a ship, you try to get higher and higher and hold onto the rails and unanswered texts, the captain tries to steer it to safety and salvage pieces of two broken hearts until you're left with memories of what once was. We were friends for a decade and knew each other's diaries by heart, I still remember her phone number and the way she took her coffee. Seeing her in streets is like breathing in a scent you forgot you knew but it immediately takes you back to a summer in '07.
Movies and books also don't tell you that friendships don't just end after one fight or incident, it's like the rusting of a bridge, the slow decay of flesh and bones and secrets. It took weeks, months- until one day I woke up and I realized I hadn't thought of her in a while. And I wrote a poem that day and I titled it 'The dying of a best friend' and I put all my love for her in a tiny box with my half of the matching pendant of a dolphin we had and stored them in a corner of my heart under the heading Grief. Where else can one hide unspent love?
It's been 3 years since I lost my best friend, lost as in I still carry our secrets in a tiny box but we only text each other on our birthdays.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
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Schlaf hilft nicht, wenn es deine Seele ist, die müde ist.
@maskenmadel
Schon wieder liege ich hellwach im Bett mit tausend Gedanken die mich quäl‘n. Meine Seele schreit innerlich laut auf &‘ weint ganz einsam vor sich hin.