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Dear family,

Your narcissism kills me slowly. I can't wait til we can get away from you. I don't want my child to go through what I did. I know you think do your best to love me but your best hurts. Your best is suffocating. You make me feel in the way. You make me feel less than. You set these standards for me but then leave me to figure out how to achieve them. You belittle me when I don't achieve them fast enough. I am enough. I matter. You fucking suck.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear abusive ex-boyfriend,

I hate you.

Sincerely,

Me

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Lunch ideas

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@magicalmissb I thought of you!

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Needed this!

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This could be the most useful post on tumblr I’ve ever seen. Ping @samiholloway

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Where was this post all my life?

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I needed this so bad

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so my dad went boating and he sent me this video…😂

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OHHHHHMYGOD GIVE THIS MORE NOTES

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it’s 4 seconds just uNMUTE IT AND LISTEN

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The four horsemen of the apocalypse

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Corgi on a Carousel

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HIS NAME IS MEATBALL

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This is the cutest thing omg

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I love this.

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These exchanges between a bigot named Brendan Sullivan, and a heroic troll named Robert Graves, will be the best thing you read all day, I promise.

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faded-and-dreaming

Do you remember the first time you were called annoying? How your breath stopped short in your chest the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue? Your eyes never left the floor that day. You were 13. You’re 20 now, and I still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,” apologies littering every other sentence, words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years. I could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious. All i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard for 3 minutes for 10 minutes for 2 hours forever. There will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart; mostly because they can’t handle their own. But you will never be and have never been “too much.”

Tyler Ford, “Too Much” (via faded-and-dreaming)

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lovemakesyouwonder

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(18+)

thelovejournals

And when I asked you how you’d been, I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before.

Iain Thomas (via thelovejournals)

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Tips That Can Save Your Kid’s Life.

hiddlesherethereeverywhere

THIS IS IMPORTANT

When I was a child, from the time I was about four and could understand things, my mom told me and my brother that we should have a secret word. That way, if we were ever in trouble or felt unsafe and we didn’t want the people around us to know we needed her to come get us, we could let her know. So she let us pick the word and my brother and I chose the phrase “peanut butter cups.” (I’m happy to share the phrase now since both my brother and I are adults now).

I used the phrase twice in my life. Once, I was at a friends house when I eight years old. Her dad got really drunk and was throwing things against the wall. I was really scared and I didn’t want to draw attention to myself on the phone when I called my mom to come get me because I didn’t know if he would get more violent if I asked her to come get me. So I called her and was calm and after a couple minutes I asked “Hey mommy, did you get me those peanut butter cups from the store?” And she said “I’ll be right there.” And she came and got me within minutes.

Second, I was a teenager spending the night at a friends house. Her brother and dad were drinking and they started talking about things that made me uncomfortable - ie: what they liked to do to women. My friend didn’t seem perturbed and said that was normal for them and that I shouldn’t worry. But I was worried because they were really drunk and I was 15 and the only ‘woman’ around that wasn’t related to them. I went in my friends room, told her I needed to call my mom and say goodnight. Before I hung up with her I asked “Next time we go to the store, can we get some peanut butters cups? I’ve been craving them.” And she came and got me, just like that.

Two incidents, one as a young child, one years later as a teen. Don’t discredit this stuff, it fucking works. My brother used it a few times too. Let your child pick the word and no never, ever, ever, ever get mad at them for using it no matter what it is.

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DO NOT SCROLL PAST THAT.

and I know we could never be together, because every odd would be against us. but I can't help thinking about you when I'm not with him. and when I see you I wish we could just have a second alone and I wish I could tell you how I feel. but no good could come of it. no happiness or fairytale ending. just pain and heartache. so I keep it with me, fighting the urge to stare at you too long, and swallowing the words "I miss you..." because you gave me a chance, and I ran scared. and now you have her and I'm sure you're so happy. and I can only blame myself that it's not me making you smile. and I'm supposed to have him and be happy too, because thats what I chose, but you're always there when I'm least expecting it. and sometimes I catch my self wondering...did I choose wrong?

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So sweet

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I don’t know if you’ve actually seen this episode, but Pam invites the entire office to her art show that she’s been gearing up for for a really long time. Nobody shows up except for Oscar and his partner (and they critique her work, calling her “lacking in courage” among other things, not realizing she is standing right behind them) and then Michael. And Michael is the only one who tells her she is great just for putting herself out there, and the only one who places value on what she’s done, and he points out all the little details she got right and notices absolutely every bit of hard work she put into it. And then treats Pam like the artist she is by not just paying her for her art, but displaying it where literally everyone can see it.

It’s one of my favorite episodes.