A magically beautiful rose. I wish it grew in my garden.
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A magically beautiful rose. I wish it grew in my garden.
Screaming Trees - All I Know (1996)
I urge you to please notice when you are happy.
Kurt Vonnegut (dedicated to my friend nthd-jen)
how dumb is it that we’ve created words we arent supposed to use
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how do you explain to someone that you don’t want to die but existing is just a little too hard for you right now
“What Real Men Cry Like” & “What Real Women Laugh Like” - Maud Fernhout
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A love too stubborn to let go
No matter how far the distance or how long the days, weeks, months are will never compare to how strong our love can be but so easily broken. Two people too afraid to let go for the sake of losing something they've builded and cherished for a long time. What structure, what shape, what teamwork it could've impacted their worlds and others hopefully as well. But now everything is spiraling down into a tunnel where when one person goes down, they take the other one under. -I love them but I know I can't have them because I'm with somebody and we won't see each other for a while longer_ -Then follow you heart and cherish the wonderful laughs, words, states you'll have at each other when you two talk_ -in the morning we laugh, at night we cry_ -I'm so sorry baby--__
My childhood
Idk where my sleeping pills are 11:31 4-3-16
A mindfuck for the self harm and psychological community and the bozos out there saying that “people who cut themselves don’t care about other people”- you know what mother fucker if you’re so positive about that ask the thousands of teenagers that feel like nobody is there for them how they feel and what they need the most in their lives k?
I’m a fucked up person in so many way. But tonight was just the wake up call that I need a fucking psychiatrist or Buddha.
To add a label like a tin can on me or anybody else that has the same “intentions”, the title “self harm” sparks yo an interest of discussion cuz it’s very controversial between people that do it, know people who do it, and the many researches and social experiments that there are on YouTube.
However, I came to find another reason while making breakfast and trying to go to sleep with no luck trying for the 15th time to find the sleeping pills my caring mother hid from me cuz she was scared that I was gonna kill myself, well let’s just say she wasn’t entirely wrong.
Many of us know the meaning & symbol of the semicolon. If you haven’t it’s this-> ; <- the dot with a comma underneath and the meaning is “[a] semicolon is used when an author could’ve chosen to end their sentence, but chose not to. The author is you and the sentence is your life.”-Project Semicolon-Bleuel (founder I’m pretty sure). Now, when it comes to self harm, cutting or burning whatever you tend to do, it’s a symbol too.
The scars are the title that there is a story, and the semicolon are the passages that move on through in your mind of your life from the past to the present and future. The scars spark up an interest towards others of “what happened?”. Some people might answer and some may not depending on what type of person they are, but if that story inspires others to do good by human kind and to not judge a people by their weight, skin color, ethnicity etc. and have an impact towards that singularity of person or persons by their mind being open to compassion, humility and strength with respect, for me I can say that self harm has been a positive affect In my life, on a diagonal view on the different ways in can affect others. But it still doesn’t mean to keep on hurting yourself for the sake of pure attention or dealing with problems.
Take a path where you can be nice to yourself and to others and by to be afraid to show your scars, cuz they’re the title of your story while the semicolon is the continuation of your life.
either way one of them is bound to happen, just pay the 10 dollar fee
The price of betrayal costs more than a broken heart