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— Yasmin Mogahed
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“There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand — without you even speaking a word.”
— Yasmin Mogahed
Does anyone else feel like getting the union jack out of the cupboard and crying myself to sleep with a bottle in my hand?
Me to my brain: ok. We’ve folded and put away the laundry, cleaned our room, swept the floor, and reorganized the houseplants. It is 2 in the morning. Now can we go to sleep?
My brain: no ❤️
things I want but will never ask for:
- you to text me first - blowing up my phone bc you miss me - forehead kisses - back rubs - hugs from behind - calling me “your girl” - sending me songs that make you think of me - playing with my hair while I fall asleep - “did you remember to…” texts - holding my hand all the time - morning sex - reassurance that you love me - dancing in the kitchen - late night talks about life - silly pictures - breakfast dates
It's 3:47am and the demons are clawing at the inside of my skull.
*speaks only in half sentences and leaves the rest to telepathy*
i go to bed. i am consumed by overwhelming loneliness. i stare at the ceiling. i long for something i can’t name. i question if i’m real. i see a funny little meme on my phone and laugh hysterically for several minutes. i get too invested in an unrealistic fantasy. i pass out around three.
SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE BACK
Fuck. Yes.
You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it.
BREAKING NEWS: i have a soft heart and i cry a lot, be gentle with me
how do you deal with anxiety ?
i let it fuck me up then i go to bed
And then not sleep and let it fuck me up some more
sometimes making tea is less about drinking it and more ab it keeping you company
archery is……..HOT and lesbians love it
Might I had