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Keni
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Jules of Nature
JBB: An Artblog!
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Acquired Stardust
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art blog(derogatory)
Today's Document
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Claire Keane
tumblr dot com
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Kaledo Art
RMH
Three Goblin Art
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@always-overthinking-things
“Depression is scary, it consumes your mind and controls your every thought, but what’s really scary is recovery, when you’re truly starting to get better and you realize you don’t know how to live without your addiction and being happy feels wrong. Depression becomes comfortable, recovery is scary.”
— (via always-overthinking-things)
“You love me and I love you. There’s nothing as simple or as complicated as that.”
— (via always-overthinking-things)
“No one said itd be easy. but no one said it’d be this damn hard.”
— Someone irrelevant, Somewhere unknown (via always-overthinking-things)
“I don’t know why military or long distant relationships are romanticized, there’s nothing romantic about crying yourself to sleep because you can’t hold them.”
— (via always-overthinking-things)
Okay. If you are recovering from anorexia or bulimia or any other type of eating disorder you are fucking bad ass. I don’t care what people say. You literally face your trigger head on daily while other people act completely normal around it. Idk I don’t think I could do that with my triggers. Stay strong lovelies!!!
I hate when you’re having a bad day or are just in a shit mood and all of the sudden you break down out of no where at work in class at dinner whatever it is and everyone thinks it’s because you didn’t get the piece of bread you wanted but really it’s because you’re a fucking mess
“Her imagination was filled with the monsters in her head,”
— (via always-overthinking-things)
Good distractions from triggers:
walks
music
art
writing
tv
petting/hugging animals
sleep
showers
friends
strangers online
tumblr BUT DO NOT GO ON A TRIGGERING BLOG!
youtube
cleaning
organizing
if it’s a self harm trigger snapping a rubber band or hair tie helps
dancing
singing
talking about it
buzzfeed quizzes
typing games online
children games like neopets to remind you of a simpliar time
breathing techniques (in,hold-1,2,3…out)
yoga
gym
hanging with children
praying
letting yourself cry instead of holding it in
netflix, happy shows like friends
food, pizza, chips, ice cream
gardening
“At 17 years old I was planning my death and cutting my skin open to release the pain from within. At 19 I’m still alive, I’m planning a future, and I’m 10 months clean. Keep trying.”
— Stay strong lovelies (via always-overthinking-things)
At 21 I’m in college with a whole new life happening that I never thought was coming. Keep going. It’s not easy. But it’s worth it.
At 28 I live 4,000 miles away from what was once my home with a family I would I never have known if it weren’t for some guy I met on here in 2013. I am depressed again, being an adult can really suck. But I’ve seen so much I wouldn’t have seen if I had killed myself at 17.
Your childhood homes supposed to be there for you no matter what
I’m pissed at you for fucking that up
I want to go home
But I don’t have one
My heart keeps breaking into two
And I have to pretend to put it back together for you
I want to feel like I have a home
It used to be you
Sometimes I wish I had done it
When I see all the cruel in this world
When I see my friends losing their rights
And I don’t know how to fight
Sometimes I wish I had done it
When I feel alone at night
And it feels like my lungs are getting tight
Sometimes I think I should have done it
Committed and it’s over
No more racing thoughts, but then I think of the loss
And not for you but for me
Lots I wouldn’t have seen
Met one of my best friends
Watched them get pregnant again and again
Weddings and love
It’s almost enough
Most days anyways
But then I age
And everyone moves on
And I wish I didn’t have to fight so hard
right person wrong time isnt real stop making excuses for losers who didnt wanna be in your life
