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Here’s The Thing: You Don’t Need To Be Texting Someone Nonstop

Thought Catalog

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Call it a side-effect of working full-time on the internet, but I’ve made a (not really) shocking discovery lately.

Happiness does not come in the form of a text message.

It doesn’t exist within Twitter followers, how many people like or don’t like you. Tumblr. Instagram. Pinterest. YouTube. Group text messages. Facebook messenger. Snapchat. In fact, the more you hold worth in these things, the more up and down you’ll find yourself. Things become too black and white, like who you are and what you have to offer the world could ever be properly tied up in something 6 seconds.

Now are those things all fun and great? Sure, and I say go forth and social media your heart out. But they do not fill holes. They cannot bring lasting self-esteem. Cheesy as it is, they just can’t hug you at night.

They are only a means of communication…

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35 Hauntingly Poetic Descriptions Of Living With Depression

#18 says it all.

Thought Catalog

Holly Lay Holly Lay


The sadness will last forever.
—Vincent van Gogh


I bet if you cut open my stomach, the black slug of depression would slide out.
—Jasmine Warga


It’s not so much that I want to die as that I’m tired of living.
—Rynosuke Akutagawa


Everything was a broken line for me in those days. I was slipped into the empty spaces between words.
—Betsy Cornwell


The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can’t get away from it. Not ever.
—Nina LaCour


Moonlight filtered in through the blinds illuminating their bedroom, but the bright glow couldn’t penetrate the darkness that surrounded her heart.
—J. E. B. Spredemann


I am living in a nightmare, from which from time to time I wake…

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Every time u feel worse, it’s better to ask another if s/he feels the same way too. U 2 should enjoy the fragile moments </3

This is the time of my life wherein I stop to care. Not because I’ve been hurt too much and all that drama, but I just have to stop with all the nonsense the fills me. What have I been doing? Wasting too much care, time, and thoughts that has led me nowhere. I’m nineteen now and I’m still back here in my room when I used to be fourteen. I feel like I’m back to where I was, only that I aged.


So what if I’m in college? So what if it’s just almost a year from graduation? So what if I actually have to study and go through school, again? Do all those make me feel better? No, they don’t. I feel rather empty and tired. Dead tired from doing what means nothing to me. I am not happy with the decisions  I made for myself. Now is…

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Matagal ka na palang patay


AR Batalon

Hindi ba nila alam?

O hindi mo lang din alam?

Ang mga nauubos na alaala sa isip at puso ng iba.

Ang mga nasusunog na litrato kasama sila.

Hindi mo parin ba alam?

O hindi mo lang gustong alamin?

Na patay ka na.

Na patay ka na.

Matagal na.

Kung magsisimula pa tayo sa umpisa

Noong ang lahat ay masaya pa

Andyan ka, andyan sila

Tawanan, Kwentuhan, Kainan.

Walang labis, walang kulang. Sakto lang.

Hanggang nadurog ang puso, tumulo ang luha

Walang tigil na hikbi, panaghoy patungong katahimikan

Tinatanong sa sarili kung bakit nangyari

Kung kailangan bang mangyari

Kung dapat bang mangyari

Desisyon na kailangan panindigan



Paboritong salita bago ka mamatay.

Paboritong salita bago ako namatay.

Namatay na nga

Mabubuhay pa kaya?

Walang Hanggan, meron nga ba?

Sana meron.

Sana meron pa.

Pero wala na para sayo

Para sakin

Patay na nga di ba?

Buhayin mo ko.

Para sayo ‘to.

Alam mo kung sino ka.

Remember not

“Now what?”

The question I keep asking myself.

Measure your love, it surely ain’t possible

Weightless and dry, no doubt my dear

Have you asked how I was?

Won’t you ask me now, my love?

Leave you here, I will.