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One day I’m going to be just a memory to you. 

Do you ever wonder how you will think of me then?

Would I be pleasant or upsetting? The real, painful possibilities.

I don’t know why I let myself think these thoughts. I guess there really is a comfort in being able to do this to myself. It feels real, it feels like I have a sense of control over myself. 

In times like this, I tell myself that I don’t want you to think about me anymore. I don’t understand why. 

"I guess it’s a comfort, perhaps a sense of self control, doing worse damage to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict."
Chuck Palahniuk (via appendectomy, phoenizx) (via weightlessmess) (via ikilledalaska)