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I've had an epiphany

So I haven't posted on my Tumblr in god knows how long, but I got some shit for y'all to think about, mull over, and epiphinize with me too cause this shit is unreal! And yes I know epiphinize isn't a real word. So here it is: I was watching Bridge to Terabithia, and as a child when it came out I didn't realize this until now. FUCKING SHIT. So you know how they go through this whole thing with them fending off the dark master and his evil assailants. Well here's where shit takes a turn. Let's just think for a second. When Leslie dies and they say it's because the rope they used to get across broke and she hit her head. Well what if it didn't break on it's own, like what if the dark master caused it to snap killing Leslie off and to send a message to Jess that he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep his reign over Terabithia, even if that means killing people who try and go against his power. Like I almost lost my shit when I realized this. Like BRUH do y'all realize that means? Yeah this is why children shouldn't be messing with the forces of evil, like Leslie would still have been alive had they kept away from the dark master

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this is great

princessasaige

Awh

Doe Eyes and Broken Hearts

If you loved me as much as I do you, You'd never feel the sadness I do... knowing that you don't feel the same.

And they wonder...

I was there waiting for you to step up, I stayed even when everyone else told me you weren't worth it, And now when I need you, you've got no time, you've moved on? Where you at? Is this how you show you care? And people wonder why I have trust issues. People wonder why I don't open up. People wonder why I get closed off on certain topics. People wonder why it hurts so much when someone leaves me, because they always do. I've learned from a young age, you can't trust people to be there even if they're supposed to be. I've learned to not get attached, even though I do every time. I wonder what my life's gonna be like down the road and who's going to want to love me, when I've never been able to accept it. I wonder what guy is going to want to pick up the missing pieces and try to put back together the puzzle that is me. I worry if someone will ever see past the over eccentric, overly energetic, talkative, and strong spirited girl and just love me for me. Cause' dammit I am worth it, and no one ever sees that. Am I not worthy of love? Am I not worthy of acceptance? I just wonder why I'm so replaceable... 😔

A thin line between reality and the subconscious

When the nightmares start to become real, so do the wounds inflicted; and the pain that comes with them. You can't escape them, can't escape what they do to you. You can't escape what they turn you into. Just when you thought you could escape the harsh reality called life, you're thrown into turmoil. You're no longer safe, not even in your dreams. When you scream out. When you thrash around frantic to get away from whatever is dangerous. When you claw at your skin. It all turns from something of fantasy, to something of reality. That is what is scariest about the subconscious to me. That in that comatose like state you go in to can be your undoing; and once in a while someone can't come back from it.

#night terror #self inflicted #nightmare

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(photo by LaPagina)

princessasaige

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I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.

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A crime of passion

You didn't do it out of love? You did it out of pure selfishness. For if it really was out of love, you wouldn't have done it. You would've let go. You would've let go of your attachment. You would've let go of all of the memories. You would've let go of the feelings you harbored for so long. You would've let go of the self hatred. You would've been happy seeing them happy, even if that wasn't with you. You would've always been there if they ever needed you, but you couldn't take that. You didn't move on like you should've, and now you've both paid the price. A price for a decision that the other had no say in. Now you will harbor all the rage, the sadness, and the pain. With time you will forget their voice. You will forget what they look like. The memories will fade away and the only thing left that you will remember is what you did. You will have to live with that regret for the rest of eternity, because there isn't any rest for the wicked even after death comes to claim you.

#actions have consequences #painful reality #love can kill #what's the real cost

Even the strongest people and the most beautiful of souls can be crushed. Just remember that when you want to say something hurtful to someone, this is the visual of the effect your words can have. Your words alone can cut someone deeper than any blade ever would.

#afterdarkthoughts #deep thoughts #words like daggers

Thoughts at 5 in the morning

I've never put as much love into myself as I do into other people, and maybe that's my downfall. The love I put into others most of the time is never reciprocated as strongly for me as it is from me. I always put in too much effort, and never receive as much as I should in return. No one sees if I'm okay; never initiates contact first. No one asks how my day is going or what's going on. I could be bawling my eyes out in front of someone, say "I'm okay" and they'd believe me; and I'd know because it's happened before. They don't care about my pain. They don't care about my feelings. They don't care about my love. They'd so much as set my heart on fire and watch me burn from the inside out, than to show any interest in me or what it means to be there for someone when they need it the most. That's how it's always been though; so why would anything change now?

#feeling down #I hurt too #Ed Sheerans give me love #reckless thoughts

Well hello there tumblr world!

So as I look back I have posted anything other then just now in a very long time, other then reposts and favorites. All I can think is wow 😨

Me vs You

If I really wanted to hurt you, I'd use the same words that you used to destroy me. Those words created my self doubt; made me think I wasn't worth anything; made me believe I didn't deserve to exist. The thing is though I could never do that; stoop so low. As to make someone so hollow; feel so low and drained that they no longer feel as if they're alive. That they just exist, and that is all. I will not mentally nor emotionally obliterate you with my words; but I will pity you for how much you must hate yourself, enough to make you think it's okay to make others hate themselves as well.