I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Sade Olutola
Show & Tell
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AnasAbdin
will byers stan first human second
Keni
NASA
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Kiana Khansmith
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.

if i look back, i am lost

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor

JVL
almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@bleedingnube
Uh-oh i can feel it, that brain fog is creeping on me, i have work todo, i can't deal with this shit
Let's compile what has worked for me:
•Talk to someone- do wonders, not always avalible, can't do it if the Feels™ are too much.
•Read- great, better if it's an actual book, can loose track of time.
•Writing- inception much?, it's nice, only works before the Feels™, helps orginize the mind nest, better if it's on paper, can get... self hating
•Long form- it's loosing it's efectiveness, takes too long, depens on the media, can cause the Feels™, cm alongi is always a good choice.
•Doomscrooling- pls don't, only pospone it, can make the Feels™ worse, using one form of addiction to not relapse on another one. Not great.
•Eat, Drink, Sleep- it's amazing only if is the cause of the Feels™, if not it's more a distraction. Always good to check on it, drinking always help.
•Tea- the go-to comfort drink, better with honey, for afterwards, don't forget to finish it.
VENT!! sh mentioned!
Talking to him is like shugging poison, fucking hell.
Fighting those urges fist, tooth and nail. I am Not relapsing.
i kinda wish I didn't exist... I wish I was just an entity floating watching and observing... Not participating..
People seriously underestimate the long term effects of constant loneliness
"why are you so weird?" Idk, maybe because being completely isolated while growing up has destroyed my brain and now I'm nothing more than a human-mimicking creature that bases all of my actions on what I think is normal human behavior rather than just doing things naturally
an entire bottle of Tylenol is looking so appetizing rn
It's going to be 6 years soon, 6 whole ass years. Nothing changed.
At first i was waiting for my freedom, fantasizing on all the things i would do once i was in control of my own life and body.
I was going to leave, i really wanted to. But i didn't, i'm nothing but a coward.
Compleatly usless and helpless, it doesn't matter what i want or think. I have no voice nor vote.
It's more and more obvious that i will die here, like this. I will die waiting for something that will never come. I'm not strong enough to get me out of this situation, i'm not strong enough to fight for myself and i'm certanly not smart enough to do all of this on my own.
I will die here, trapped, useless, miserable.
I was having a good day, was.
I don't know how you manage to ruin my mood is less than 5 texts. You weren't even malicious, you just have that uncanny ability to make me feel like shit.
You just love torturing me.
I hate being alive, i hope i wasn't
I dream on the hypoteticals if i hadn't failed. I'll be all the better for it.
yknow what maybe I should just kill myself theres no point anyway.
goodnight gang. let's hope i don't wake up in the morning 🙏
Sorry for inconveniencing you with my issues. I should have suffered in silence like I'm supposed to.
You ever feel grief for the person you could’ve been if none of this ever happened to you?
Take one and pass the basket (reblog)!
Pumpkin Plush
Bat Plush
Spider Plush
Ghost Plush
@bluemaskedkarma
I was looking around in a store, until i stop at a disorganized shelf, full with clothing.
I grab one and it's a binder.
I don't look long until i found one that's my size, tone and favorite model.
I tried it on, it blended with my skin and gave me the shape i want.
Of course, it's only a dream.
I’m not the quirky girl with a mental illness.
I’m the kind of fucked up that isn’t endearing.
The kind that makes people leave.
The kind that isn’t talked about in soft, pastel edits.
There’s nothing romantic about being unwell.
It’s lonely. It’s loud. It’s ugly.
And I’m drowning in it.
Hope will always be met with disappointment