sanity

i am just an average tween who's fervor is expressing my judgement through my magic wand which carves my very words this blog consists of random poems, reblogs, and the differents events happening in my life as of the moment.

[poems-and-words]

[abbey-pascual]

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[pain-from-the-inside]

[thefeministme]

Powerful Campaign : “Girls Don’t Play Football”  & Other Gender Stereotypes   

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[animosityatrocity]

Maybe it's just me...

Maybe it’s that my body doesn’t look how it’s supposed too. Maybe it’s that my brain doesn’t comprehend as fast as it should. Maybe it’s that my stretch marks are the only thing I see. Maybe it’s that I can’t accept compliments because I think they are lies. Maybe it’s that I can’t accept you love me because I can’t even love myself. Maybe it’s that when I get out of bed in the morning I dread that people will judge me. Maybe it’s that I don’t feel I’m even worth loving. Maybe it’s that I feel like I am a waste of space. Maybe it’s that I feel that I shouldn’t even try because I’m going to fail anyway. Maybe it’s that I can’t trust people because I feel like they will just leave me like all the others. Maybe it’s that I’m afraid to hurt again so I push everyone away. Maybe it’s that I feel I’m worthless. Maybe it’s that I was bullied so terribly that I started to believe. Maybe it’s that I had no one to count on in my time of need. Maybe it’s that I always feel like you are going to leave because your tired of me. Maybe it’s that I feel like you can do better than me. Maybe it’s that I can’t love myself the way other can. Maybe it’s that I can’t wear the same clothes that other wear because I hate myself to much. Maybe it’s that I cry in bed because I can remember every hateful thing you said to me. Maybe it’s that I have to big of a heart. Maybe it’s that when people say bigger is better when people finally feel comfortable with themselves they can still feel your stare. Maybe it’s that little voice in my head telling me that you hate me, think I’m gross, find me revolting, wish I wasn’t around. Maybe it’s that I can’t accept myself because I’ve never been accepted by others. Maybe it’s that I will always care about you more than you care about me. Maybe it’s not I don’t want you to give up on me. Maybe it’s that I crave affection because all I’ve been given was hatred. Maybe it’s that I’ve always discriminated because of how I look. Maybe it’s that I just didn’t care anymore and tried to end it all. Maybe it’s that I hide my scars. Maybe it’s that I can’t help but want to feel like I belong. Maybe it’s that you will never truly understand me. Maybe it’s that I will never understand myself. But that’s okay, because I will never stop being who I am. It’s okay because I find happiness in the little things. It’s okay because deep down I know that I am a better person. It’s okay to not be accepted. It’s okay to be who you are. There’s only one of me, why should I have to change to fit into a world that doesn’t accept me for who I am? Maybe it’s that I’m an absolute mess, but at least I can admit it. Maybe it’s that my waist isn’t the smallest, or my teeth aren’t the straightest, or my hair isn’t the longest, my nose is to big. I am not perfect. And I never will be. So why try and change who I am and what I look like. I’m alive, I’m breathing. I’m struggling and broken. But I’m going to be okay. Maybe, I’m just me.

[abbey-pascual]

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[pizzahutslutt]

Reminder

Learn to love yourself. Learn to love the cellulite on the corners of your thighs, and the jiggle of your tummy and those freckles or that weird mole or the stretch marks you’ve grown to hate, Touch yourself with love, look in the mirror… You are unique, there is nobody on this planet like you. You are one of a kind. You are a miracle. You are so much more then your insecurities, there is no such thing as a “perfect body”. Dont strive to be beautiful, we all age, we all grow out of our youth …when your 80+ years old will you look back and think your life was worth it just because you were beautiful or you fitted into size 0 jeans? Put things into perspective, your more than your appearance, remember what’s important. Strive for things that last.

[abbey-pascual]

everyone should read this 😌

[abbey-pascual]

Do not say self-harm is beautiful. I have encountered a lot of people who commited suicide and the worst part is... most of them were close to me. Having scars is not "beautiful" it is not "dramatic" or whatsoever. Stop telling people that self-harm is dramatically great. Stop romanticizing scars. Stop romanticizing mental illness because you dont know what its exactly like if you suffer from depression, anxiety, eating disorders and many more. Suicide is not tragically beautiful or what. Stop making it a trend. Stop posting pictures of your bruises that are not even results of self harm and using depressing quotes just because its a trend or something. You're only triggering people to do the same thing. You're triggering people to do things that are worse than that. It is not beautiful to think about how will you survive this day. It is not beautiful to be "nervous in such little things". I am begging each and everyone of you to stop romaticizing mental illness and self harm. And to stop making it a trend for everyone to follow and copy.

IT IS NOT BEAUTIFUL (via abbey-pascual)

[abbey-pascual]

and the story of us looks like a tragedy now

Story Of Us - Taylor Swift (abbey-pascual)

[olivia-mae52]

[abbey-pascual]

always take note of this to know whats happening with someone 

[lauren989]

[abbey-pascual]

xforeverdepressedx:

[abbey-pascual]

i let you go without having the chance to say goodbye

Abbey Pascual (abbey-pascual) 

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[abbey-pascual]

Abbey Pascual

short introduction about me: 

im am just an average tween who's fervor is expressing my judgement through my magic wand which carves my very words.  

WARNING:

im not good in both writing and photography so please do understand if you think i suck.

[poems-and-words]

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[abbey-pascual]

to everyone who's feeling sad out there; remember that you are worth it no matter what

[abbey-pascual]

society's monster

personally, i always think of anything people would say about me because im scared. im afraid of what they might think. im afraid of not being good enough for them. and then i realized, i am just not good enough for anyone else. and even myself, im not good enough for myself. and im so disgusted at myself for always bringing me down which is stupid. im bullying myself just like what society does. slowly i realized, i became a monster. a monster just like society. unfortunately, i still am.