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deathpov

beamingsuggestion

and here you are, continuing on, despite how hard it’s been

jordanmarvelley

It’s okay not to be okay.

eliasericson

second hand pride

prints of this here!

foggysuggestion

hey!!!!!! congrats!!!!! why??? you ask???? because you made it to today!!! even after everything !! i’m so proud of you!!

anniespositivity

You might feel weak, broken and lost but that does not mean that you are. You need to realise that you are not your feelings and you are not your thoughts. Your worth is not defined by the way you experience emotions or by the amount of times that you feel like failing. None of these negative feelings and none of these dark thoughts are a reflection of who you are, my love. You are so much more - and remember that all of those bad times will pass and fluctuate; your worth will not.

positiveautistic-deactivated202

I’m happy you exist

sunshineandkindness

Whoever is reading this, I’m so glad you’re here, you matter. ✨🌟🌻

thedailypositivityblog

iomomoi

thelatestkate

you got this, bb

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lizclimo

be kind to yourself!

subliming

queerlovingqueer

It will be allright. Maybe not today. Maybe it will take a long time. And then comes the time where you realize your happy moments have become more than the bad ones. Take care of the moments and memories that make you happy, cultivate them. And they will grow until your barren land has grown into a wild forest.

angiethewitch

If anyone ever thinks that nobody will remember you or miss you if you die:

Today I read about a 17 year old girl who died recently. I didnt recognise her name, but I recognise her face.

I used to work at Subway, and I remember her. She would come in every Friday with her friends and order a tuna sandwich, double cheese and toasted. I knew her order off by heart because it was all she ever ordered, and she would always be very polite. I never knew her name until today.

I haven't seen her since I quit working there, 3 years ago. But I remember her and I remember her voice and her order and how polite she was and how I was always jealous of her hair. Now she will never order another 6 inch tuna sub and that is really upsetting me.

Somebody will miss you. Someone will remember you. The cashier at your local shop. The woman who always likes seeing you walk your dog. Your next door neighbours. A fellow school pupil who always admires your makeup or your hair. You will be missed.