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DEAR READER
Mike Driver
trying on a metaphor
Sweet Seals For You, Always
todays bird
Not today Justin
if i look back, i am lost
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$LAYYYTER
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
we're not kids anymore.
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almost home
taylor price
pixel skylines
Cosmic Funnies
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@parfait-chocolat
hey guys so apparently this is a thing a lot of people don't realise but like. if you have had writer's block/ art block for like. six months. a year. two years. that's maybe not a block. that's maybe depression. and you should maybe look into treating the source of the problem instead of just beating yourself up for not being able to write/draw. be kind to yourself and know that your struggle to create isn't based in laziness or a lack of skill or talent.
did i actually relapse or did i just never recover
“Happiness is something that does not exist in my life. I will never be able to enjoy things for long enough.”
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I hate how I look. I hate my body. I hate everything about me. I hate my life.
“no one cares”
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“My 20s have been the loneliest era in my life. I am surrounded by people but not connecting with anyone. Everyone is living their own lives while I am still waiting for mine to start. I feel lost between what I should be feeling and how I actually feel.”
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“My plan was always to kill myself before I turned 18.. now I am 22 and just existing, without a plan for the future.”
— I wish I had the courage to kill myself
“I feel like I am so far behind in life that I will never catch up. Everyone is doing so many things with their lives. I am just here. Frozen. I have been a ghost for years. I wonder if that is all I will ever be.”
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“Being suicidal and living for others is the most drowning feeling ever”
— Why can’t I find a reason to live for myself?
“Seeing my scars fade makes my brain think I need to do it again.”
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“I do not like who I am. There is nothing good about me anymore. I am sick of wasting my time. I am worn out, I am really tired.”
— there is no point of me being here if I am not doing anything useful
My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no holes punched into the walls, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. No fear, no hurt and no worries. I may come from a broken and twisted place but I will build something whole and safe.
“I feel like I am so far behind in life that I will never catch up. Everybody is doing so many things with their lives and I am just here.. achieving nothing. I wonder if that’s all I will ever be, nothing.”
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“This is the loneliest I have ever felt”
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I want to scream and cry and die, all at the same time. It feels like my heart is being squeezed and it hurts so fucking much but it’s also so empty at the same time. I just want everything to fucking stop.
