Date someone who would rather watch your favorite movie with you then go to a party on Friday night. Date someone who will share their food with you even though you said you didn’t want any. Date someone who will warm your hands in the winter and kiss your pink nose. Date someone who will text you they love you at 2am and at 9pm. Date someone who will let you change the station in the car when they’re driving. Date someone who can make you smile when you would rather die. Date someone who makes your insides feel like you’ve just downed a bottle of vodka. Date someone who makes you better.
- Unknown (via psych-facts)

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The most shocking part to me is that, they were both healthy young kids. Stupid and reckless, but they were healthy and athletic, and happy. With no massive amount of stress. I am obese, I have seven different minor diseases together that make my body crash, I stop breathing at night for God’s sake. I am alive and they’re not. They just died. With no warning, they were just gone and part of my newsfeed in Facebook. They no longer exist. They were healthy, young people. Not saying I don’t deserve to live, I do, I fight like crazy to live, but, they couldn’t fight to live, they didn’t get the chance. They were just gone.