Perfectly Imperfect

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  1. Smilie by GreenSmilies.com Smilie by GreenSmilies.com

     
     
  2. Jetlag hits hard.

     
     
  3. It’s Friday evening, there’s Tom Waits playing in the amp of the office as loud as possible and the beer is chilled. 

    I’m not really sure if the circumstances rather make me feel lonely, sad and melancholic or if I should feel encouraged not to think or feel at all.

     
     
  4. Would you mind if I burst into tears right now?

     
     
  5. (via january)

    (via january)

     
     
  6. If I stare..

    …further into that deep black hole in front of me, a monster will come out and eat me.

     
     
  7. "

    Könnt ich einen einzigen Tag nur
    In meinem Leben dir gefallen
    Um dann ein einziges Mal nur
    In deine Arme zu fallen

    Wie soll ein Mensch das ertragen
    Dich alle Tage zu sehen
    Ohne es einmal zu wagen
    Dir in die Augen zu sehen

    "
    — philipp poisel -
    und ja, genauso war es, genauso ist es - und ich meine es auch so. (via halbewahrheit)
     
     
  8. eller-hur:

    It’s interesting that when I’m unwell, like I am now - and I mean, physically, with some sort of bug or cold or virus or whatever this is (I’ve had a rough couple of days) - I don’t feel guilty about staying in bed or not getting stuff done. It’s like, it’s ok because it’s ‘real’, and people can see it. I have a realexcuse. If it carries on too long then nobody would think I was being silly or weak by going to see a doctor, or think less of me for taking any medication I was given by them. Nobody would tell you not to take something you’ve been prescribed for a physical illness. Nobody would think it’s strange that I’m taking paracetamol because my head hurts, my eyes hurt, my body aches.

    So, it’s strange and a bit sad that in this day and age I feel so guilty all the time when I’m unwell in a way that other people can’t see. On days when I can’t get out of bed or get anything done because I’m not well because of mental health issues, I feel guilty, because I should just pull myself together and get on with it, right? I shouldn’t feel like I do? I should be ‘more productive’…even though it’s no different to being physically unwell. I’ll get a funny look if I go to the doctors, I’ll get people telling me that psychiatric medication is unnecessary. The guilt that I am made to feel for suffering from depression and anxiety makes it all so much worse, too. People getting annoyed or having a ‘get over it’ attitude only makes me more unwell, and I beat myself up so much for something that isn’t my fault. Because, believe it or not, nobody wants to feel like that. It’s not intentional, just like this bug or whatever it is I currently have isn’t something I asked for, or something I can just pretend I don’t have.

    So, it’s sad that today I feel like I have an excuse, because I’m not very well, when the reality is that I haven’t been very well for a long time.

    Yes yes yes to this post. Guilt can make things so much worse. Thinking of you, bud <3

     
     
  9. Wisdom of the day: Some hang-overs are particularly bad.

     
     
  10. We’re all just following the light of long dead stars. (Finn Andrews)

    No. Not feeling well. Too much time to think and feel what I shouldn’t feel.
    Hopeless.

    Ich suche nichts. Ich räume nur auf. (Blixa Bargeld)

    And is this how it works, is love just what we say for the lack of a heart and for once of a better word? (Finn Andrews)

     
     
  11. 347 plays
    Radiohead
    House Of Cards
    In Rainbows

    Why use own words if you have these perfect ones.

    (Source: lovethatlittlecunt)

     
     
  12. Went there today. Felt like crying. All these empty spots, these used-to-be attractions and entertainment halls where people once had fun and lived their lifes and probably didn&#8217;t care about much made me so aware of how lost and lonely now everything is. Heavy loaded with memory and long gone meaning, now doomed to be the forever used-to-be, reminder of the past, outcast, empty spot that nobody needs and wants anymore. 
Left me restless and paralysed at the same time. How to cope. Devastated.

    Went there today. Felt like crying. All these empty spots, these used-to-be attractions and entertainment halls where people once had fun and lived their lifes and probably didn’t care about much made me so aware of how lost and lonely now everything is. Heavy loaded with memory and long gone meaning, now doomed to be the forever used-to-be, reminder of the past, outcast, empty spot that nobody needs and wants anymore.
    Left me restless and paralysed at the same time. How to cope. Devastated.

     
     
  13. explodingdog:

Crazy Monster doesn’t feel like himself.

Don&#8217;t feel like myself either.

    explodingdog:

    Crazy Monster doesn’t feel like himself.

    Don’t feel like myself either.

     
     
  14. Coming home after the time has been standing still for ages seems wrong. Can I have that feeling back please that nothing around me matters?

     
     
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