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Emily’s been my best friend since FOURTH GRADE.

one of our other friends has a crush on her bf (I believe I’ve posted about this before) and the friend has told Emily about this multiple times, so I didn’t think I had to tell her.

Well APPARENTLY, Emily doesn’t remember about our friend telling her bc now she’s saying we can’t be friends bc I didn’t tell her, and that it’s really fucked up I didn’t.

My dad keeps telling me “well kids are dumb. You should know this by now.”

THAT DOESNT HELP ME

#MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND.#FOR YEARS.#My deadname and the friends name are crossed out for privacy #THIS SUCKS #I DIDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING #ITS NOT MY FAULT

Unlearn “cringe”.

Unlearn embarrassment for having a human experience.

Unlearn embarrassment for being your true authentic self.

Unlearn self-destructive behavioural patterns.

Unlearning can be just as power as active learning.

We cannot grow if we do not embrace these changes, nor can one expect to flourish in the same environment in which we were hurt.

Worrying about what others think about you and shrinking yourself down will not make you happier.

You will find your true people by being yourself, no matter how “embarrassing” you think it is. You may even inspire others to let down their walls. 🌼🌼🌼

#more on this later #grounders wife #grounder's wife #.txt #I used to be embarrassed about how passionate I was about Grounder.#for years.#but then little by little I started unraveling myself and testing the waters… and now I’m here.#it’s rarely ever as scary or as bad as you think it is.#especially if you’re like me and you have an anxious personality.#I’m happiest when I’m being myself.

"i'm not going to miss you. i'm not going to find you. i'm not going to look for you. i don't want to know where you are or what you do. i don't want to think about you anymore."

genuinely cannot fucking believe hannibal looked like this when will rejected him. when he realized with a sounding finality, that he cared more for will that his own desires, the agenda he lived by his whole life. his freedom, his life, something that he once punished will so cruelly for when he posed a threat to it. a time when he insisted, more to himself than anyone, that not even will was enough to change him. he could not, would not be changed. and he accepts now, that he was changed the moment he saw him. his unraveling, a constant winding thing in his stomach; he started to end the day they began. he ran from will, ran from the ways he betrayed himself, let himself be undone, only to end up by his bedside once more. ticking clocks, broken teacup, endless equations, could he ever undo time like he did once? can he control the fate of the one he loves?

and he is wholly and completely rejected. in that awful moment, there is peace in accepting that there is nowhere left to run. for there is no corner of the world that would be worth anything without will. so he does what will lost everything to try and do, he denies himself freedom. no world left to return to, he waits for the world to return to him. he bares his open wound, as he was changed more than he changed will. he was seen, and he was torn apart. his weakness, his betrayer, his imprisoner. his keeper, the knife he twists into himself, his god.

omg your Apollo cabin table how did you come up with so many backgrounds and personalities??? 😩

i don't KNOW they were just all there. i feel like the series implied these huge losses but never went over them....talking about the crowded apollo table....will going from this young kid to head medic....i feel in my heart that there was a proper loss in that cabin. a whole crew of archers and a full infirmary. gone.