Not to sound selfish, but unfortunately quarantine has made it extremely harder for people with mental disorders.Â

Discoholic 🪩
Today's Document

shark vs the universe
No title available
No title available

Origami Around
will byers stan first human second
Misplaced Lens Cap
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Andulka
Noah Kahan
occasionally subtle
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
KIROKAZE
tumblr dot com
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Janaina Medeiros
Cosimo Galluzzi
Game of Thrones Daily
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

seen from Greece

seen from Singapore

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Iraq

seen from Brazil

seen from Argentina
seen from Russia

seen from France
seen from United States

seen from TĂĽrkiye

seen from United Kingdom
seen from China

seen from Malaysia

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from United Kingdom
@imnobodying
Not to sound selfish, but unfortunately quarantine has made it extremely harder for people with mental disorders.Â
“Loneliness is when it’s 3 am and you still couldn’t sleep while you stare blankly at the ceiling without any hope that things will get better.”
— Juansen Dizon, Restless
“We just want to rest our hearts.”
No one cares anymore. I’m just talking to myself.
She is dangerous when she is hurt. She can easily destroy everything around her, but she doesn’t. Instead she destroys herself.
Aletta S.
“I am sorry if I’m cold at times. If I’m numb, and quiet. There is just so much going on in my head, so much noise, chaos, that I forget to be present. I forget to exist in the moment. I find myself lost in my mind, wrapped in my thoughts, drowning in emotion. You see, there is a voice within me that will not quiet, no matter how hard I try to tame it. I know, I need to stop listening, I need to stop believing it. But how can I run away from my own self? How can I break free of my own mind?”
— Isabel Cabrera / / a mess of a mind
““Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?””
—
Maybe the problem is me and maybe it always has been. Maybe the reason I’m so sad is because of myself and I’ve become addicted to feeling a certain way and I refuse to let myself recover. It’s my fault I can’t seem to love my mess of a self and it’s my fault that everyone leaves because I shut them all out. There must be a reason nobody else can help me and maybe it’s because my problem is me and that’s why I can’t sleep at night, because I keep myself up
“it gets better” nah bro. it should be better. right now. we shouldnt have to wait for the treasured day when we don’t hate ourselves and people don’t hate us. we should never have to go through that.
Me: I'm totally addicted to tumblr, I love this app !
Friend: What's your id?
Me: tumblr? never heard about it before.
You need a private talk? Just send me an ask!:)
I cannot stress how true this is.
I want to die, the good moments just don’t outweigh the bad anymore. I don’t know how much longer I can continue
Nobody is afraid of heights, they are afraid to fall.
 Nobody is afraid to say I love you, they are afraid of the answer.
nosoulwriter (via wnq-writers)
CĂłmo me siento?
Me siento solo. No puedo dejar que las personas se me acerquen, solamente me hará daño. Me siento asustado. No solamente de las personas y de los lugares, sino de mi mismo también. Qué pasa si pierdo el control? Me siento culpable. Es mi culpa que sea de esta manera, parece que no puedo cambiar el como soy.
Pero, cĂłmo es que siento todos esos sentimientos, y aun asĂ no siento nada?