No one can ever hurt me like I've hurt myself,
'Cause I'm made out of stone and I'm beyond help.
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No one can ever hurt me like I've hurt myself,
'Cause I'm made out of stone and I'm beyond help.
Half A Man // Dean Lewis
Guess who's crying again. That's right, this fuckin useless pile of misery.
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I wish that I was good enough.
Hold Me While You Wait // Lewis Capaldi
This is a message to all y'all:
Be whoever you want to be and do whatever you want to do.
Most 'social rules' in life are actually just suggestions and guidelines.
You want to dance through the hallways at school? Guess what, you can do that! (Just don't try to bump into people)
You want to sing along to Disney songs in your office? Go for it!
Sleeping under the stars? Put a mattress in your backyard! (Just make sure the weather will be alright)
Draw on your wall! Dye your hair! Write stories! Watch cartoons! Bake a cake! Build a pillow fortress! Draw! Sing! The world is your playground!
Time is just a concept! So is character! Don't be afraid to reinvent yourself! Wear whatever you want! Enjoy whatever you want! Does it not align with who people think you are? Screw them!
You don't have to fit into their story, invent your own!
As long as you're not bothering others, you can do whatever the fuck you want!
Now, my darlings, go out there and be yourself, whoever that may be.
if i left, how many people would really notice?
would they be angry, or sad, or shocked?
would they feel that way because someone did it, or because i did it?
should i apologize, or thank them?
would they remember me, in a week, a month, a year?
how would they remember me?
so many questions,
only one way to find answers.
Hey, Bitch
Guess what?
You are amazing.
I love you,
You're worth it,
You're not better off dead,
You're cute AF,
You're destined to do great things,
Things will get better,
You can do this.
Right now, you might not believe any of this, but it's true, trust me.
The day will come when you finally feel like you belong, like it's alright. You just have to stick around until that day.
So take a breath, take a nap if you need to, get a drink, a snack, and relax. You'll get there, the fact that you're alive right now proves that you're strong enough.
Just let the winds of fate carry you to where you belong. The ride might be rough, but in the end, you'll flourish.
I like spring, because now I can say that when my eyes are red and teary it's because of allergies
I Hate Myself. So. Fucking. Much.
I made this sketch of the boys to convince myself to keep going.
I hope that it will help you too.
And if you need it, let this be the sign.
The sign to keep fighting, to keep going, cause in the end it’ll all be worth it.
It will get better soon, believe me.
Stay Alive Friends ||-//
Vent ‘n’ Ramblings
So, I’ve decided to write this vent post to voice all my feelings and worries in the hope that it might help me. This will mostly just be ramblings, so I apologize for the messy structure in advance.
First off, my main struggle right now, I think. There’s so many things I want to do and ideas I want to explore, but there are just so many things I still have to do. I’ve got all my regular school stuff, which is only becoming more and more as I get closer to my final year of high school. I also have to do a week-long internship for school, which has to be arranged before the end of the month. I just don’t know where to start and where to go, as the jobs I’m interested in (stuff like game design) don’t do those kinds of internships. Companies in general don’t particularly enjoy useless sixteen years old hanging around for a week anyways, so it’s a pretty difficult task. If you then add my anxiety on top of that, you get a full-on disaster. I could probably get an internship at a somewhat interesting company through a family member, but I barely ever talk to them and I don’t even know if the company has anything other than a marketing branch (which doesn’t really interest me) in my region. I’ve wanted to ask my parents for help/advice on this for quite a while, but I can’t seem to get myself to ask them, I don’t know why, but it just terrifies me to ask them. Then, if that wasn’t enough, there’s also the fact that I still don’t have a job. I really want to work, because nearly all of my friends have had jobs for at least half a year now, and also because I’m broke all the time. But due to my disability, there aren’t that many options for me, or at least, that’s what my mind tells me. The few places that my mind did deem possible opportunities all ignored or rejected me before a face to face interview, and even though they couldn’t have possibly known about it, my head tells me it’s because of my disability. And due to my lack of energy and time, I had to put the whole job thing on hold, and I’ve kinda come to terms with that, but I’m still broke AF, so yeah.
To make this all even harder, some close friends of mine are on a school trip to Peru for two and a half weeks, and because they don’t have WiFi very often and because of the time difference, they’re not available for the entirety of the trip. Among these friends is the one person who I’d normally vent to and call when things were bad, but now I can’t. And I really feel bad for being so affected by this, because they worked really hard for this trip and totally deserve it, so whining about them being gone sounds so rude and mean. It feels like I’m blaming my misery on them, which is so wrong, because they’ve already done so much for me, and they really deserve to enjoy this trip without feeling guilty or worried. But two people from the trip already asked me to promise them to stay alive till they were back, so I guess they’re really worried anyway, which makes me feel really bad. I should stop being such a burden to them.
And lastly, my self esteem seems to be getting worse by the day. The last few days I’ve had to fight back tears every time I saw myself in the mirror. The whispers in my head telling me that I’m ugly and worthless are no longer whispers. I really hate myself, a lot.
So yeah, those are main things that I’m dealing with right now, I suppose. I really want to kill myself, but I guess I have to stay alive a little longer, because I’ve already got tickets to Avengers: Endgame and a concert in that same week. I also can’t break the promises I made to those two people, that wouldn’t be fair. I’m also afraid my death may result in the death of at least one of them. So, I’ll pull through, I guess? I really don’t want to, but I gotta.
Sorry for the lengthy post, but I needed this. I’ll try to keep it bite-sized again next time.
Love, Y
i just want to feel my blood streaming down my arm again,,,,,,,, hhhhhhhhhhhhh,,,,,,,,,,
Aaaaaaand I’m falling again, for no fuCKING REASON!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGHHHHHHHH
i’m such a hopeless mess..........
That feeling when you spend twenty minutes taking apart an old pencil sharpener, only to find out it's too dull...
Everything hurts but my friends won't let me die, so I guess I'll stay here on this bitch of an earth.
Honestly, I really need help. I’m listening to Never Let This Go by Paramore, which starts with the line:
“Maybe if my heart stops beating, it won't hurt this much.”
And it felt so relatable, I just had to pause the song to process my thoughts for a bit.
My mind really begins to terrify me.
Is this how my best friend feels whenever she hears me joke about my struggles?
For all I know, the best is over. And the worst is yet to come.
Told You So // Paramore
Life is a major bitch because I need school to see my friends and keep me busy, but the stress caused by school also makes me want to kill myself y’know?
Like, I should probably take a week off to make sure I don’t end up slitting my wrists, but then the loneliness would probably drive me insane anyway, not to mention the anxiety caused by missing a full week of classes...