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I know how dreams can let you down, I’ve had some rude awakenings.

(The Good Life ; Keely Aimee)

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I'm not saying I have nothing. I'm not saying I'm gone completely. It's just sometimes it's all a bit too much to handle. Sometimes I feel like it's too much. I'm not going to do anything stupid because I know it will get better, it has to right? Otherwise there wouldn't be anyone who would live past their teenage years. But for now, just for now, it hurts.

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The truth is, I still haven't talked about it. The depression is the same no matter how many masks I wear. It's suffocating, there's no escape. It's agony and I know it's my life. At times it leaves, but it never fully goes away, not completely. Then there are times when I don't want to eat, I can't fully function. It's the most intense pain anyone could ever feel. The smile I wear is just a cover-up. It's bearing down on me. I want so bad to let people know the real me. I don't like hiding how I feel all the time. The real me is so complex, so complicated. I, myself do not fully understand who I am. I tell myself there is no cure for this excruciating pain. Happiness is an ongoing battle, a state of mind, something I'll be fighting with for the rest of my life. So I continue to wear the mask of the person everyone wants me to be because they would not come close to fully understanding who I really am.

(Unknown)

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Failure is not falling down, it's remaining where you have fallen.

(Unknown)

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I’m always a mess. I can never keep my own secrets. I laugh too hard at stupid things. my favorite songs can make me cry. I always watch for 11:11, but I miss it more than I notice it. I live in the past, in the memories I have with the people I love. I hate thinking about reality and I’m so homesick that it’s not even funny. but not homesick in a missing my house kind of way. maybe it’s more like heartsick for all the things that I can’t get back. it’s hard for me to define myself. I guess I’m just a cliché, the girl who loved too hard and didn’t get anything in return. I don’t want to be the heroine in some tragic love story. I just want the one person who has never given me a second thought.

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