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I don’t want to hear any writing advice from Stephen king not because I think there would be no value in it but because whatever works for Stephen king is between him and god and that demon he made a pact with that lets him write 3000 words in one sitting daily.
And in all honesty I want no involvement…
How long can u go without think about you? Hours, days, months or years. Now that I am older, I’m going to answer to my younger self:
You’ll be proud to know that it gets easier. You’ll slip up and think about it a couple of times, your chest will hurt, your eyes will tear up but not us often as you think. Most of the time is just a distant memory, a sweet childish memory. You can even go months without the memories. It’s just those times where you’ll see a post, a dream or a name… but you’re going to be just fine.
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As an ace, when I see a popular post calling out an issue in another part of the community’s that’s been reblogged to include “if you’re an aphobe/ don’t think aces belong in the community don’t interact” or something along those lines
I APPRECIATE YOU!
Genuinely thank you for including us, especially when talking about a whole other issue entirely. I really love the solidarity.
I liked this post, scrolled for like another minute before I went “SHIT FUCK SHIT” and scrolled back to reblog it
I hate the fact that you feel like you have to act as an asshole just to impress me.
I needed this.
Thank you to all the people who posted this so I ended up seeing it. I really needed this right now. Thank you!
Yeah… Not gonna lie… I cried…
We need more people like this
Goddamn it stop making me feel human
The therapist I wanna be.
Text in the image:
“I’m a therapist and keep this poster in my waiting room, apparently it’s saved a few lives.”
I don’t like the phrase “a cry for help.” I just don’t like how it sounds. When somebody says to me, “I’m thinking about suicide. I have a plan: I just need a reason not to do it,” the last thing I see is helplessness.
I think your depression has been beating you up for years. It’s called you ugly, and stupid, and pathetic, and a failure, for so long that you’ve forgotten that it’s wrong. You don’t see any good in yourself, and you don’t have any hope.
But still here you are: you’ve come over to me, banged on my door and said, “HEY! Staying alive is REALLY HARD right now! Just give me something to fight with! I don’t care if it’s a stick! Give me a stick and I can stay alive!”
How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a marine: trapped for years behind enemy lines. Your gun has been taken away, you’re out of ammo, you’re malnourished, and you’ve probably caught some kind of jungle virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders.
And you’re still just going, “GIVE ME A STICK. I’M NOT DYING OUT HERE.” “A cry for help” makes it sound like I’m supposed to take pity on you, but you don’t need my pity. This isn’t pathetic. This is the will to survive. This is how humans lived long enough to become the dominant species.
With NO hope, running on NOTHING, you’re ready to cut through a hundred miles of hostile jungle with nothing but a stick, if that’s what it takes to get to safety.
All I’m doing is handing out sticks.
You’re the one saying alive.
I legit cried at this. I’ve needed to hear it put this way. Bless this post.
Every time I see this post I stop to read the whole image. It always helps — even on the good days.
Because it wasn’t weakness. It wasn’t shameful to seek help. It wasn’t pathetic to “cry for help”. I was looking for a stick, be that from myself or from someone else. I was trying to find a way out. I was trying to heal myself.
this is fuckin incredible.
I’m sorry if I repost to many of these, but if it could be someone’s “stick” then it’s worth it
May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨
10 of Pentz came thruuu
Omg this actually works!!! Thank you 10 of Pentacles!!!
I could seriously use this money right now….
Please give me my refund of 400$ soon…
I feel obligated to reblog this every time it shows up in my dash
No bragging, just 100% floored and grateful. Work hard, maintain a positive attitude, and believe that anything can happen.
So I reblogged this exactly a week ago because I thought it was funny and uh lo and behold, a family friend wrote me a big ol’ check just to help me out of a tough financial spot AND my bank refunded me $32 for fees they’d originally taken out. SO UH YEAH. Reblogging this again in hopes that it brings equally good fortune to my followers.
Sure why not? Jobs bring in money and prosperity…
I NEED TO FIX MY CAR DOOR
It fucking WORKED.
And I am here, again, thinking about you.
Everyone that reblogs this post by July 5th 2019 will get two moodboards based on their blog’s theme
Everyone?
E V E R Y O N E
Pretty please
Reblogging as if it’ll work
Oooo sure.
Just because I want to tell the story...
It was mid February there was a huge winter storm and my school was one of the few ones that stayed open.
My dad didn’t let me skip that day. There was only 14 students and a few members of the staff in the school and of course you were there.
You were shadowing my first period class and because classes weren’t mandatory I decided to stay in the class all day. Just to be close to you.
My teacher decided to put Netflix on while he was grading and you sat next to me. We talked a lot that day. I don’t even remember what I said or what you said. Then it got quiet and I was watching the show. I wanted your attention back so I started to caress your back with a pen. That’s when I found out you were ticklish. It was so funny, it was adorable.
You turned around and said stop.
I did.
I started to do it again.
You stopped me again.
I did it one more time.
Just too push a little it. Just to see you smile.
You grabbed my hand and that’s when I realized that we were close. Too close.
You leaned in.
I leaned in.
Our lips almost touching.
And a student came into the classroom. You were so red. I was hyperventilating. You didn’t let my hand go immediately.
I noticed.
My teacher noticed.
You noticed.
You let go.
And we went back to watching the show. I was back to being a student. You were back to being the student teacher.
And my teacher never said a word about it.
Again
i just want to see him come home, kick off his shoes, walk around in his socks (maybe even mismatched socks), and hug him. is that too much to ask
Just imagine...
I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…
The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.
Scary nurse in a creepy voice: “Do you have an appointment to see the doctor?”
Me: “Uh. Do you accept walk-ins?”
Scary farmer: “I like to kill people!”
My friend, brightly: “I like to die!”
Zombie : “AARRRGH”
Me : “Do you get dental insurance?”
Zombie : “TEETH!!”
This happened to me.
Scary prison dude: HELLO
Me: Nice to meet you!
Him: (pause) No it’s noooooot
My worst horror house experience was when I couldn’t find the (rather obvious) exit and the guy chasing me with a chainsaw stopped, sighed and pointed me to the exit, saying “please scream as loud as you can when you run out there” and just left. I disappointed the horror house chainsaw dude and I will never get over that
Guy: They are all my friends.. (motioning to hanging corpses; then grabs a noose) Will you be my friend? Me: Sure totally, you made me a friendship necklace? Oh my god your so sweet? Guy: … Yes.. Please, let me.. I cant I cant just go (laughing). – Got to walk a second time through– Same guy: My friends -wailing- Me: I came back I just really wanted to be friends so bad Guy: (laughing more) Please, Im not allowed to laugh.
I went to a Haunted House and literally befriended every actor there.
Specifically, I remember;
There were zombies walking around in the waiting room. I said “Hi!” and he gave me a high five. Every time he passed from then on, I got a high five.
Near the end, there were these twin little girls. “Come play with us.” They said. “Okay!” I said. “Forever.” They said. “Oh, sorry, can’t do that. I’m busy.”
I could hear them giggling.
Guy playing Freddie Kruger: Remember, you are all my children!
Me: thanks dad
A small chorus of teenagers: thanks dad
I went to a haunted corn maze once. Someone ran at me with a chainsaw. I just stared at him. He hung his head and walked away. I left.
The Real Horror Is The People We Dissapointed Along The Way
IM CRYING
One time in a haunted house I shouted “oh my god” and the guy playing the Victorian-esque mad doctor replied “you can just call me doctor” or something like that and a) it was the smoothest fucking thing but b) holy shit I cracked up so hard I wish I could have told him later that that experience will sit with me for life
I went to a haunted house once and this girl with pigtails and a bloody face came up to me
Bloody girl: Hi...
Me: Hi!
Bloody girl: I like you face...
Me: Thank you
Bloody girl: Can I have it?
Me: I don’t know how will that work but sure!
Nero: Can you please stop calling peanut butter that?
Dante: What's wrong with "sticky nut juice"?
Nero: Everything. Every-fucking-thing.
FUCK ME UNTIL YOU BREAK MY HEART
BOBÓ
