Should have written this while it was fresh.
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Punctuating each jab with an LOL like the laughter eases the blow,
But it cuts twice as deep knowing you think you have me fooled.
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Should have written this while it was fresh.
...
Punctuating each jab with an LOL like the laughter eases the blow,
But it cuts twice as deep knowing you think you have me fooled.
Don't kill yourself, please.
If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.
If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.
You just saved mine.
"Your love language is what you were deprived of as a child" actually no you're allowed to want, prefer and like things without everything tracing back to some dormant unprocessed trauma. You can just say you want to bounce on it without having to explain how as a child you always wanted - but never got - a trampoline.
scars in fiction: I got this trying to save my lover from an assassin- but tragically, I was too late. now I carry the mark of my failure with me always, and I can never forget~
scars in real life: so I was trying to open macaroni sauce with a paring knife
Tell me how you got your scars in the tags
Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.
The original post only has US helplines. I’ve added UK helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.
Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438
Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673
Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272
Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253
Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453
UK Helplines:
Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail [email protected]
Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111
Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: [email protected]
Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 [email protected]
b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: [email protected]
b-eat youthline (for under 25’s with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)
Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: [email protected]
Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600
Drinkline: 0800 9178282
Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail [email protected]
Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight
India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614
India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669
Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7
suicide hotlines;
Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430
Australia: 13-11-14
Austria: 01-713-3374
Barbados: 429-9999
Belgium: 106
Botswana: 391-1270
Brazil: 21-233-9191
China: 852-2382-0000
(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)
Costa Rica: 606-253-5439
Croatia: 01-4833-888
Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67
Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908
Denmark: 70-201-201
Egypt: 762-1602
Estonia: 6-558-088
Finland: 040-5032199
France: 01-45-39-4000
Germany: 0800-181-0721
Greece: 1018
Guatemala: 502-234-1239
Holland: 0900-0767
Honduras: 504-237-3623
Hungary: 06-80-820-111
Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90
Israel: 09-8892333
Italy: 06-705-4444
Japan: 3-5286-9090
Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292
Malaysia: 03-756-8144
(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)
Mexico: 525-510-2550
Netherlands: 0900-0767
New Zealand: 4-473-9739
New Guinea: 675-326-0011
Nicaragua: 505-268-6171
Norway: 47-815-33-300
Philippines: 02-896-9191
Poland: 52-70-000
Portugal: 239-72-10-10
Romania: 0800-801-200
Russia: 8-20-222-82-10
Spain: 91-459-00-50
South Africa: 0861-322-322
South Korea: 2-715-8600
Sweden: 031-711-2400
Switzerland: 143
Taiwan: 0800-788-995
Thailand: 02-249-9977
Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800
Ukraine: 0487-327715
I'm so used to being isolated that I self-isolate,
And I don't realize it until I see the people I admire already moving forward without me.
I refuse to put up a fuss or bring it up, though,
The last thing I ever want is for someone to be around me out of pity,
And unless I can learn to break free from this lonely habit,
I will not hold anyone else back with my own weakness.
i like the phrases "it's not for me," "it's not my thing," and "i'm not the target audience" because they're the most concise way to express "this thing that you enjoy has merits but idgaf about it" without being aggressive
They should invent a method of asking for reassurance that nobody secretly hates you that doesn't make people secretly hate you.
this reply deserves to be here.
Life has given me good lessons and bad, and this one is the worst:
I can never give my trust to someone without at least some level of restraint. Anytime I do, they wait until my guard is down to cut me with their betrayal in whatever form it may be, and each time, it takes longer for me to recover and rebuild.
I must always protect myself, if not for me, then for my children. We can allow others in, and we can share our lives with them, but I will never trust someone with something that I am not prepared to handle on my own. That way, if they reject me, hurt me, leave me behind to blow in the wind, I have the strength to carry on without them and not put my kids at risk. In the end, the only one I can truly count on to see things through is me and me alone. So if you have my trust, let it be known, the more I share with you, the more safe I feel with you, because a part of me will always be waiting cynically to be abandoned, the weight on the world ready to try and crush me, and as long as my children need me, I refuse to allow it to succeed.
Raise your hand if your mind races while simultaneously finding itself incapable of doing anything at all.
Just me? Okay.
When did we stop being partners and turn into rivals?
When did we stop listening to each other before speaking up?
When did we stop giving each other a safe place to feel and express ourselves?
When did understanding turn into mocking?
When did we change from who we were in the beginning and come to the place we are now?
Will we ever find those people again, or did they die slowly with time?
I miss the way we used to compliment each other, in wonderful sync.
I could trust you, you could rely on me.
Now our timing is off, our words forgotten, and all that remains is the ashes of a foundation we once laid, being held together by the hope that we might someday find the strength to rebuild together,
And a false notion that all is still well.
Untended
The wound reminds me of its presence with that dull pain that slowly builds whilst minding my own business.
Itching around it only seems to make me flinch and prevents me from examining the wound any further.
Has it started to heal? Has it gotten worse, begun to fester?
When the time is right, I'll inspect it. But for now, I’ll let it be, for I have other distractions.
And opening the bandage again isn’t something I want to do right now, even if to apply the much needed medicine.
Sometimes I hyperfocus so hard on something, I forget I’m a person until someone interacts with me. I feel like some wild animal seeing a human being for the first time. I’m like “oh yeah I’m supposed to speak and stuff”
Me: *doing something for hours on end without stopping*
Someone: Hey, are you there? I was just wondering if you’d like to-
Me:
and sometimes that sadness gets so deep in your heart that you can't even cry.
vishal rastogi
"They say hearts can be won with beautiful words. Time proves they're kept with consistent actions."