I'm so fucking angry.

when I am angry I search for the moon up in the sky and stare at it till I remember we are just ridiculously small beings living on a giant rotating rock illuminated by a dying star that looks so big but it’s actually pretty small compared to other stars and in 4 billion years the Andromeda Galaxy will collide with the Milky way and the Earth will rotate away like a pool ball somewhere in this absurd cosmos where nothing really matters

DO NOT FORCE ALCOHOL ON TO PEOPLE WHO SAY THEY DO NOT DRINK

DO NOT FORCE ALCOHOL ON TO PEOPLE WHO SAY THEY DO NOT DRINK

DO NOT FORCE ALCOHOL ON TO PEOPLE WHO SAY THEY DO NOT DRINK

Es gibt ja Orte und Haltestellen in Berlin, zu denen man nie fährt.  Warum eigentlich? Nächstes Mal dann: bei Krumme Lanke aussteigen.

[Foto: Lena Meyer]

Ich sag es nicht nur mir, sondern meinen Eltern, meinen Freunden und ehemaligen Freunden, meinen Lehrern, meinen Nachbarn, meinen Followern und den Fremden auf der Straße. Ich sage es jedem , egal ob er es hören will oder nicht. Aber ich muss es sagen, damit ich es selber glauben kann. Ja, ich muss es sagen, damit ich weiß , dass ich es schaffen kann. Ich werden leben. Schluss mit nachdenken und nachdenken und nachdenken. Schluss mit den schlaflosen Nächten und traurigen Gedanken. Schluss mit den müden Tagen und verzweifelten Augen. Schluss mit den Gedanken und Gefühlen die mich runter ziehen. Schluss mit all dem was mich vom Leben abhält. Ich habe lang genug in Fesseln gelebt, jetzt ist es Zeit los zu gehen und nie wieder stehen zu bleiben. Jetzt ist es Zeit an mich zu denken. Jetzt ist die Zeit gekommen in der ich stolz auf mich bin, mich mag und glücklich bin. Jetzt ist die Zeit meine Gedanken zu ändern und mein Aussehen. Jetzt ist es Zeit der Mensch zu sein der ich sein will und nicht der Mensch der ich sein muss.

Gedankensprache

So, you’re a straight girl. You saw one photo of Ruby Rose so you say: “Oh my God she can turn me gay.” You know what?  That’s fine. That’s fine by me.  Go ahead. Turn gay for Natalie Dormer. And for Lupita. And for Katy Perry, and for Beyonce, and for Nicki. “Oh, I would go gay for her.” Would you? Would you really?  Go ahead, straight girl. Turn gay. Be my guest.  You wanna be gay?  Fucking do it.  Come out to your parents. Watch them slowly retreat behind slammed doors.  Is that enough for you?  Go to a pride parade, and have stones thrown at you, Come to my country, so the government can threaten you with a 5 year prison penalty for a public or online demonstration of homosexuality. Are you gay for her yet? Are you, are you?  Why don’t you walk the halls of your school with the word gay painted like a target at the back of your head? With the same straight boys you flirt with screaming slurs at you. Have you had enough? Have you?  So you would “turn gay”? Will you?  Say it again. Say it again, I dare you. Say it again. People like you made it so that when i came out to my best friends, she spent a month thinking I had been joking about loving girls.  Say it again. that you would turn gay for a pretty face. My mother tried to convince me I was imagining things.  “There is a difference between thinking a girl is pretty and liking a girl. Girls don’t like other girls.” Tell me how you have “gone gay.” maybe i will find a way to unbecome it, and be straight again. So my parents will love me. So my friends will come back to me. So I will not have to be so damn scared all the time. Straight girls, you do not “turn gay” because you saw some shoulders, and an undercut, and your aesthetic appreciation will never, ever equate to what i had to go through. Looking at my friends and saying “I love you.” And her saying “I know.” Because she thought I was joking. Say it again, straight girls. Say that you’re turning gay. Will you stay at the next pride with me? With the world against us? Will you correct your parents when they say gay is a disease? You do not turn gay. You do not “go” gay. If you are just realizing that there is more to your heart than loving boys then you should think about it. But if you are just saying that, Because you are entertained by the idea of a glamorous, aesthetically arranged photoshoot, I don’t want to hear it. We don’t want to hear it. Enough already. So, you want to be gay for Ruby Rose? Say it again, and again, and again. Until your best friend braves telling you: “I think I love girls too.” And then what? And then what? And then what? You are not ready to be gay at all. Straight girls— for us this is war. Straight girls—how do I say this and remain politically correct? Shut up.

“So you’re gay for Ruby Rose/Natalie Dormer/a pretty famous lady…” (via edmundcorcoranofficial)

I turned off my phone Because I could not Handle the certainty That you were not Even trying to talk To me.

M.S. - via coffee-crinkled-pages (via perfect)

Oft entschuldigen wir uns obwohl wir es nicht wollen oder müssten. Aber wir tun es, weil wir die Person nicht verlieren wollen.

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Meine Gedanken sprechen mehr Sprachen als ich jemals können werde

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