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I’m already too damaged, too corrupted by the evil of clinical depression to expose myself to the danger of falling in love.
Ouch
“Mental illness doesn’t make you a burden. Only a weak person would think that of you.”
It might not have been love at first sight, but it was pretty damn close. It was more like the recognition of souls. Like my soul saw hers and knew instantly that it had found its home.
Perhaps that’s why everything has always been so easy between us, because of our ability to be quiet together.
We don’t need words to fill the space. We’re happy just being in each other’s presence,
It doesn’t matter how much time passes between us, if you need me, I will always come for you.
When will you start making decisions based on what you want?”
Why does everything have to be so fucking hard?”
