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It's my 7 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Three years and still the same feeling. Do we ever get better?
hey, how's life?
self-care for quarantine 2021
Hi, it’s werelivingarts! My school was shut down once last year, and I recognize that both of mental and physical health got much worse (staying up over midnight and eating so much unhealthy food). I took me almost a semester back in face-to-face school to cope with normal flow again. ☺️
Now my country is having another school shut down, I’m going back to virtual learning and I’m determined to be better than last year (yes, it’s the second year of COVID-19 now). Above is a list of things I want to remind myself in quarantine, and I want to share it with you all too!
Stay safe and healthy, wear mask and sanitize your hands frequently! ❤️💙💜
this post hasn't left my mind since i've first saw it
people jest but this is literally how i worked out i was gaslit for like 15 years of my life
People who “want trauma” are recognizing, on some level, that they were traumatized but in a way that’s not “socially recognized” as trauma. What they really want is for people to see that they’ve been traumatized and be on their side
Hold up
What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.
You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself
but you killed everyone else around you too.
no, this ain’t it. NO. it’s like you’re making someone feel guilty about their depression, about their being suicidal, and it shouldn’t be that way. there are so so many ways to tell someone not to do it, but this ain’t it. guilt tripping is not the way to do it.
FUCK THE GOVERNMENT. FUCK THE POLICE.
Why won't nobody want to hear my opinion, to what I have to say. Why do I always have to just agree to what they say. Why, why, why
OMG MOOD!
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So true
Sad that this is a reality
Careful what I wish for.
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I'm planning on stopping my meds next week. I think my knee sensed it, it's already hurting like hell. I had a hard time sleeping last night bc it was aching af how much more next week if I actually stop taking meds :((
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Fake friends living in my mind rent free. Ugh. How do I get rid of them haaaaalp!