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"Cutting and suicide, two very different symptoms of the same problem, are gaining on us. I personally don't know a single person who doesn't know at least two of these victims." -P!nk
Cutting, and suicide, two very different symptoms of the same problem, are gaining on us. I personally don't know a single person who doesn't know at least two of these victims personally

"The marks humans leave are too often scars." -John Green

"If we all light up we can scare away the dark." -Mike Rosenberg

"An entire sea of water can't sink a ship unless it gets inside the ship. Similarly, the negativity of the world can't put you down unless you allow it to get inside you." -Goi Nasu

"Look at the stars instead of the dark." -P!nk

"You were given this life because you are strong enough to live it." -Unknown

"I may not be there yet, but I'm closer than I was yesterday." -Jose N. Harris







Quotes by ThatLostGirl*

The Beauty and the Beast

There's a villain in every story.
The wicked witch of the west,
The wicked witch of the east,
The evil step mother,
A monster, a beast.
What does this villain look like?
Some people may ask.
It doesn't always have a black cape,
Or a witch's broom,
Or a big and scary mask.
I have a villain of my own,
But she's kind of hard to see,
She has a really good disguise.
She looks a lot like me.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?
Or maybe it's
Monster monster inside of me,
Tell me tell me what you see.
Rip me apart
Tear me to shreds
Make me a prisoner
Inside my own head.
Tell me what I am
And tell me what I am not.
Tell me what I need
And tell me what I've got.
You bring out my scars,
My sadness, fears, and aggression.
You cause me a lot of envy,
And leave me with depression.
Deprive me of my confidence,
Take away my self esteem.
Cause me to fear judgement
And make me yell and sceam.
You taunt me with your words
Like this is some kind of game.
But when it comes down to it,
There's no one else to blame.
This villain isn't a creature.
Or a devil sent from hell.
It isn't a witch or demon.
This demon is myself.
I try to fight it but it won't stop.
It's never going to cease.
It's mean. It's a liar.
I'm the beauty and the beast.
There's a villain in every story,
A statement that is true.
But how do you kill the monster,
When it lives inside of you?
If I ask you what you love the answers will most likely roll off your tongue. 
You love to read. You love to write. You love birds, music, tattoos.
Your mom,, your brother, your sister, your child, your best friend, your pet.
How long do you think you could go on and on before you said,
I love myself.
The worst part about depression that's on again, off again, is that you can never tell if you're making progress or if you just had a couple of good days and the second something goes wrong you'll be right back where you started.
My biggest fear is one day being as oblivious to my children's sufferings as my parents were to mine.
I hope one day you give your heart to someone and they will hold it tight as if it's their own.

I hope one day you wake up and have something or someone to live for.

I hope one day you can go to bed smiling without a worry in the world.

I hope one day the battle is over and you've won.

I hope one day you meet someone who makes you realize how beautiful you truly are.
13 years ago to this very moment, millions of people had no clue that tomorrow would be a day that would change the course of history. Thousands had no clue that their packed bags would never be opened again, and that they would bever see their loved ones after today. Hundreds didn't realize that tonight would be the last time they set their alarm; that tomorrow morning would be the last time they got out of bed. We remember September 11, 2001. They're forever in our hearts.
I'd like to tell you that things will get better tomorrow,
but i've been through so many tomorrows and nothing has changed.
Most nights at 2am I wonder where I'll be in five, ten, fifteen years.

Other nights at 2am I wonder if i'll make it that far...
We sleep so we can dream and escape the pain and sadness that is our reality.
That's the worst way to miss someone. To miss them when they're right next to you.