abusive asshole (who used to say, ‘If you don’t come here in 15 minutes, I’ll go home with someone else’) was texting and calling me while I was with the third guy I’d been out with that weekend and I didn’t even see the calls until the next morning because I wasn’t focused on my phone and he’s such a loser and this is likely very unhealthy and childish but seeing that felt pretty damn good.

i think courage comes from deep faith that change is constant and everything is transient

"The pain of severe depression is quite unimaginable to those who have not suffered it, and it kills in many instances because its anguish can no longer be borne.”
— Darkness Visible by William Styron (via coffeesunrises)