It’s crazy to think that in this very second right now: Someone’s dying. Someone’s cheating on their wife. Someone’s writing a suicide note. Someone just lost their daughter. Someone just got diagnosed with cancer. Someone just got in a car accident. Someone’s pregnant. Someone did cocaine for the first time. Someone just got raped. Someone took another person’s life. Someone hasn’t talked to their dad in years. Someone’s abusing their spouse. Someone’s signing divorce papers. Someone killed themselves. Right there. In that very second, all of that happened, somewhere out there in the world. 

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I hate the feeling you get after you’re finally done crying after a long time. Your eyes sting. Your breath is all shaky. You can’t stop thinking about everything, and you just feel flat out weak. Your face is all blotchy and you feel just ugly. Your eyes are bright red, and your lips are still shaking. You’re emotionally and mentally fatigued, but you just have to move on so that no one knows. Wiping away the tears, putting in a brave face. And the worst part is knowing that it’ll all happen again. And again. And again.

(via beautiful-disaster-yo)