Me.

[heartshapes]

i’m SO TIRED of y’all not including muslim women and especially hijabis in your activism. i’m tired of always wondering how inclusive your inclusive feminism is. from now on if you’re not explicitly vocal about your support of muslim and hijabi women i don’t consider you an ally.

[heartshapes]

you’re welcome to rb this post to show support to your muslim friends or whatever, except if you’re a terf, terfs you can go fucking die

[painfulconcepts]

so when i started this account i was an edgy sad middle schooler. i kinda want to use it again but i am not an edgy sad middle schooler anymore so i don’t know how i feel about my old posts. we’ll see.

[painfulconcepts]

the boulevard of broken dreams p.1

In the first house on the boulevard, there is a best friend. There is someone just as broken as myself, and there is someone who let me down. There is someone who was there for me when it was easy for her, and there is someone who was my best friend. The problem is, I was never hers.

It is a quaint little victorian, pastel pink and white. It has a quaint little front porch, and you can sit on the porch and talk to the adorable girl who lives inside. She is only there when she wants to be, but you love talking to her when she comes. Sometimes she gets bored of you, and walks away in the middle of your conversation. Sometimes, she is having a bad day and takes it out on you, but well, she is a good friend when she wants to be.

She wears pretty clothes and says she cares, but the word sorry has never passed her lips within earshot of you.

[painfulconcepts]

she smiles and laughs and say she is happy but have you looked in her eyes? if you check her wrists or her hips there are no marks but what if you looked inside?

[just-shower-thoughts]

“A nut for a jar of tuna” is the same backwards.

[painfulconcepts]

hi friends my computer is being an absolute penis which is why I'm not posting poetry but I'll be back on my bullshit soon hopefully!!

[painfulconcepts]

I’m trying not to let the fame get to my head

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

I’ve always had a dream of being a light-house keeper, absolutely alone, with no one to interrupt my reading or just sitting –and although such dreams are sternly dismissed at 16 or so they always haunt one a bit.

Elizabeth Bishop (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

[painfulconcepts]

so sure. there’s a god. but what does that mean? what is god? does she really listen to everyone praying and take the time to help them with their silly little problems? if she can do that, why are there people going hungry? is god a limited resource? do we have to compete for her attention? cause I don't like that either. 

[painfulconcepts]

[self-care-suggestion]

Psst it’s okay of your body doesn’t fit in the mold that society has cut out for all of us to abide by. I think your drop dead gorgeous. The way you dress? Awesome. Your smile? Blinding. Your face? That of an angel. Your body? Perfect just the way it is.

There is no one on this earth that can convince me that you are not beautiful

[cravemanga]

DON’T 👏 TOUCH 👏 PEOPLE 👏 WHO 👏 ARE 👏 UNCOMFORTABLE 👏 BEING 👏 TOUCHED

[painfulconcepts]

yo does anyone know how to format those aesthetic Tumblr poems

[antigopmvmt-blog]

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[painfulconcepts]

scalped

[feministism]

[painfulconcepts]

I haven’t skipped  A meal In a while Not out of anxiety At least. But today I did. I haven’t wanted To scream In a while Not out of anxiety At least. But I did today. Progress isn’t linear, I know. But progress Or setbacks, rather Hurt like hell. I haven’t wanted To give up In a while But today I did.

[traumatised-mum]

you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?