#write to cope

[en-attis]

I wanna be a cat,

I won’t ask for love.

I wanna be a cat,

I won’t have to pay for living.

I wanna be a cat,

I won’t have to behave perfectly.

I wanna be a cat,

I would have food anyways.

I wanna be a cat,

I would purr against humans legs.

I wanna be a cat,

I would cuddle my human.

I wanna be a cat,

To give love and live a peaceful life.

But no one asked me,

What I wanted to be.

So please, when I die,

I wanna be a cat.

[sonder-paradise]

honestly i sometimes like the way tumblr work cause fuck it i write for myself at the end of the day

[readyfornothing]

Please keep me stable

On solid ground

When the memories make me shake

And I dont make a sound.

I dont want to go back

To being that helpless, hopeless person

But history tends to repeat itself

And I will be lost again.

[sapphictigress]

A teaser for chapter 1 of my Zombie CD/AU

Frantic stomping in the sand could be heard as someone ran through the dunes of La Tierra Mala.

“Toth?,” A girl shouted, worry in her voice. Only the slight howling of the wind answered back.

“Toth?!,” Her voice now filled with panic, “Toth, please! This ain’t funny no more!” She crumpled in on herself, hugging her knees close as she huddled behind a sand dune. Faint groaning could be heard in the distance.

“Great job Skout, first your horse gets spooked by some crazy man then you lose Toth-” Skout froze as she heard footsteps approach her from behind. When she looked behind her, her face met a mangled man in tattered clothes.

[readyfornothing]

I know i'm overwhelming

On the brink of tears

Shaking and choking back sobs

Turn it off

Just to make you more comfortable

I dont want to be the person I am

I dont want to be the person I was

But how do I get better when I keep going back

How do I move forward when i'm stuck in the past

[cascadingshower]

I'm lying in bed thinking of the people I've housed in this body of mine. The ones that hated me, the ones that learned to accept me and the ones that are on their way to loving themselves to the fullest.

I'm lying playing SUGA's interlude in my head and knowing that the sadness doesn't just end and that you could have all that you want and more and still feel like giving up because the waves are all you've known, the mountain is still and will always be new terrain.

I am ridiculously, hopelessly and deeply trying to fall in love with myself. I'm trying to scale the mountain while looking at the ground I've made. These feelings of sadness that try to derail me won't persist to take me down. I'll keep moving up, I'll keep moving till I can relate, I'll keep reaching for my highest self. I'll keep looking for tomorrow.

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[witchyplant8]

I've always loved science.

I always watch documentaries about it in Nat Geo and Discovery Channel. I even considered being an astronaut, architect, engineer, biologist, and botanist. But I realize that no matter how much I want to be in these feilds, I might not be able to make it. I'm not the strongest person in the world. I have enough of my brain to understand aand execute the concepts but I don't think I'll be sane by the end of the process. I don't think that's worth it.

The past year, I have been depressed and suicidal. The main things that kept me alive were my drafts of short stories, garden, and unfinished novels. I couldn't leave them like this. What would happen to my characters? My plants? The worlds I've worked so hard on? I can't put my blood, sweat, and tears to waste.

You see, writing is my escape, the way I express myself, and what's somehow keeping me sane. Sure, I get writer's blocks and discouraged by rejection letters but that's not everything I get from doing it. I love writing. It has given me the strength to voice out my opinions and share my thoughts. And with it, I keep on learning about myself.

As much as I love science, it's not enough to give me the will to live.