This too, shall pass.
Khadija | seventeen | toronto
future undergrad student at UTM studying life sciences
❝I don’t know how to hurt people. I don’t know how to be loved. I don’t know how to love. I am hurt, but I am strong. And I am perfect, perfectly alone.❞ —Daul Kim

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Some friends don’t understand this. They don’t understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you’re wonderful just the way you are. They don’t understand that I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about If you loved me, you would.
-Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via durianquotes)
Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.
-A. A. Milne (via killheji)

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