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life is a shit show we get the front seat too!
with a side of depression and anxiety!
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when i still cry at night
all i crave for is him by my side
wrapped up in his arms
for how long can he protect me from myself
its been a losing battle for long
i won't tell him yet
that I'm dying from the demons inside
he sees a future with me
a future i want to make with him
i hope i can hold on
the strength that he lends could be enough
'cause seeing him hurt is the last thing i want
but this war inside has gone for too long
all i want is peace and calm
his embrace provides me just that
and when he is not there
all the devils seem to devour
I'm not hurting any new
but the old wounds
keep me up all night
they ache and make me moan
for the phantom pain
still rakes it claws
yanking me out of this revered paradise
swallowing me whole
in this dark ground underneath!
i just wish i had the strength to hold on
-me!
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We need like a month where nothing happens and there's no repercussions we all just stay in bed and hibernate and nothing goes wrong
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when he says,"i will gladly be the villain and burn this entire world down as long as we do it together." like yes baby lets set this damning world alight together.
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this is all i love!
the rain knows all my secrets
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mine is a combination of mentally unstable mass murder and dead..should i be worried!???
everyone’s comfort characters are either gay, mass murderers, mentally unstable or just straight up dead or all of these
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if you need me I'm crying in the corner!😃✌️
I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.
My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.
But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.
I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
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this is literally such a good idea, if only i was an artist
Noooo don't get a tattoo it's so permanent blah blah blah my tattoo is whatever I want it to be and today it's an octopus
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justin mcelroy has said many powerful things but honestly no set of words in the english language conveys the same energy as “that’s a funny trick to play on god”
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if this doesn't describe me perfectly, i don't what will!
I'll either overshare or undershare
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repost for i have finally seen this post for real!
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i love being desi so much even our depression is spicy
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“If you can’t do anything about it then let it go. Don’t be a prisoner to things you can’t change.”
— Tony Gaskins
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