listening to black parade -> danger days means u go from "i cannot kill myself, killing myself is the myself killer" to "there isn't a bitch bad enough to kill me"
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listening to black parade -> danger days means u go from "i cannot kill myself, killing myself is the myself killer" to "there isn't a bitch bad enough to kill me"
Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't see that it matters. What does matter is that we're a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.
–Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven
People do not just tolerate you. You are valued!
The worst trick a childhood anxiety disorder pulls is, you spend your early years being applauded for being so much more mature than your peers, because you aren’t disruptive, you don’t want any kind of attention, you don’t express yourself, you keep yourself to yourself - this makes you a pleasure to have in class, etc etc - and you start to believe it’s virtue. But you’re actually way behind your peers in normal social development, and who knows if you can ever catch up.
I love his red hair
get in loser we’re gonna try again despite it all
And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.
I wrap this blessing around you like a shroud, so that no ill can find you, and every warmth is held close
5/25/2026
genuine question why you making that "humans are adorable" post even though humanity do horrible things such as genocide, racism, discrimination, ableism, sexism, rape, sexual abuse, and more?
i thought you aware on how awful people can be since judging from things you reblog you are aware of ongoing genocide and witnessing autistic children abused for their condition
Every day I choose to believe that every human being is fundamentally the same. That every adult was once a child, that every child had fears and hopes and joys, and every person desires to live happily and free of pain.
This does not absolve them of their cruelties. This does not condone or minimize their transgressions. This simply is to say, "I too could become monstrous: what would it take to push me there, and how could I prevent it, and if I could not prevent it, how could I stop?"
I believe that to be human is to be an animal like any other. I believe that we are not evil. Because if I believed that humanity was evil, fundamentally cruel, and incapable of better, what hope would I have? What purpose? What life could I live, as a plague surrounded by plagues?
I don't believe that people are good because I have not seen evil actions. I believe that people are good because I have to.
Do you understand?
I must believe in humanity. I must believe in kindness. I must believe in good, and change, and positive intent.
Because otherwise, I'd have nothing to live for.
Because otherwise, all I would have is myself, and self-loathing, and decades of existence in all directions, and a hopeless wasteland to spend it in.
I am not an individual naturally inclined towards trust. This takes effort. This is a survival strategy
what doesn’t kill you makes you cry on a bright sunny day
"you wouldn't want that in real life" yeah i know it's called playing pretend, try to keep up
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I can't fix you. But i can sit beside you. Listen to everything, and stay until it doesn't feel so heavy anymore.
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