A man who has lost his pretence, a wanderer who puts words in certain orders, he is known by many names but claims none of them, he is just a man. ___________________
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werewolf-shadow:

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Alternate text:Dear Depression,I feel you there always, and I know what you’re about. I know what you want from me, and I know how much you want it. And you may take it for a week, for a month, for a season, and I won’t leave my house for any reason, nor answer my phone, buy groceries, or check the mail.  But you will not take it forever because I am stronger than you are. I am a phoenix and from your ashes I will rise, over again and over again from your ashes I will rise. I understand that with life comes suffering, and with suffering comes growth, and so every time I rise I do so stronger than I was. And while sometimes it feels like such a waste of time, of life, I do not hate you. You are a part of me, though you are just a part, and I am the entirety and you cannot defeat me. And as I love me as I am, I love you, a part of me. So do your thing and go again, and I’ll go on again, and we’ll go round again, and every time we dance I’ll know I’m bigger than the whole.Your friend,mrtheory

werewolf-shadow:

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Alternate text:

Dear Depression,

I feel you there always, and I know what you’re about. I know what you want from me, and I know how much you want it. And you may take it for a week, for a month, for a season, and I won’t leave my house for any reason, nor answer my phone, buy groceries, or check the mail. But you will not take it forever because I am stronger than you are. I am a phoenix and from your ashes I will rise, over again and over again from your ashes I will rise. I understand that with life comes suffering, and with suffering comes growth, and so every time I rise I do so stronger than I was. And while sometimes it feels like such a waste of time, of life, I do not hate you. You are a part of me, though you are just a part, and I am the entirety and you cannot defeat me. And as I love me as I am, I love you, a part of me. So do your thing and go again, and I’ll go on again, and we’ll go round again, and every time we dance I’ll know I’m bigger than the whole.

Your friend,

mrtheory

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Some people think that those who leave without saying goodbye doesn't give a flying fuck about the people they leave behind. They do though. I know this because I'm one of them. We leave without a word not because we don't care, but it's because we just don't know how to say goodbye.
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