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Louise Glück, Averno
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
“Self-destruction Self-destruction isn’t snorting the line on the party just because you want to try it for fun and thinking “I’ll do it just once, just to try it!” Self-destruction isn’t going out and drinking a little too much sometimes. Self-destruction is taking that line even you know what will happen, knowing the side effect of that. It’s taking that line, not because of fun or people around you, it’s because you have that urge inside you that tells you to do it, to fuck yourself up. Self-destruction is going out with the intention to get drunk and not know about yourself the whole time just because you feel something inside of yourself that needs to be destroyed. You don’t drink because you’re sad or happy, you drink to kill that something inside of you. Self-destruction is that smoke of cigarette you just took. You didn’t start smoking because of people around you make you do it, you started smoking because you heard it’s bad for you. Now you’re addicted. Or maybe you aren’t but you still do it. Self-destruction is when you go to some random person you met at the bar house because of sex. You don’t know who he is, you could be anybody, you could end up dead, raped, you don’t know it won’t happen, but you go anyway. You know all the risks but you do it anyway. Self-destruction is pushing people away and making yourself antisocial on purpose. Self-destruction is popping painkillers even if you aren’t in pain. Self-destruction is getting into fights on purpose. Self-destruction is letting your id doing whatever you want. Self-destruction is a lot of things, but it’s never a choice. Self-destruction isn’t mental illness. Self-destruction isn’t when you break up with your boyfriend so you lock your room and cry or go out and get drunk to forget about him. Self-destruction is something in people, something that pulls you to the edge. It’s the sweetest sin of all of them. You can fight it, but it always wins. People keep saying to fight it like if they can fight it, you can fight it also, but if you are a really self-destructive you can’t fight it and you know it. It’s part of your reality, your life. Not all alcoholics are self-destructive. Not all addicts are self-destructive. Not all drug addicts are self-destructive. Not all who are depressive are self-destructive. Not all alcoholics are self-destructive. Not all addicts are self-destructive. Not all drug addicts are self-destructive. I smoke, I drink, I take pills – I’m not addicted to any of that. I do it do destroy myself. I don’t hate myself, I’m very far from hating myself. But some people do hate themselves. Some do, some don’t. everybody is different. If somebody asked me why I do what I do I wouldn’t know how to answer. I know what is the goal, but I don’t know the main reason beside something self-destructive inside me. For example, I know what heroin does to people but I’d love to try it. But I’ll never do it. Not because I don’t want to, but because I know what would it do to people around me. I don’t want to fuck them up. I want to fuck me up. And there are ways to do it without hurting somebody constantly. People who are self-destructive don’t want to harm you, they want to harm themselves.”
— T.S. aka me/ things i never said out loud
A healthy relationship is democratic. When you build a life with someone, you should have equal say in that life. You should be able to speak your mind freely, pursue a passion or career of your choosing. Have access to your own money. Be allowed to see your family and friends, without feeling like you have to ask for permission. Being in a healthy relationship is about autonomy. The freedom to move through the world without fear of being who you truly are. Anything outside of this is unacceptable. Because domestic abuse takes on many forms, and not all of them are violent. But it doesn’t mean they aren’t harmful. And it’s important to remember how prevalent and indiscriminate it is. Anyone can be a victim, regardless of their age, gender or social status. If you sense something isn’t right, then trust your instinct. And if you know someone who may be a victim of abuse, let them know they are loved and supported. Take care of each other. xo Lang
I know you’re not supposed to look to other people to save you, but whenever I’m around you, the world becomes simple. My moods lift and the skies shift from smoke and smog to the softest blue. I know I’m meant to save myself, but the fact is, with you, I don’t have to.
Beau Taplin • T h e S o f t e s t B l u e (via afadthatlastsforever)
My whole life I’ve been telling myself, ‘don’t be afraid’. And it is only now that I’m realizing how stupid that is. Don’t be afraid. Like saying, ‘don’t move out of the way when someone tries to punch you’ or ‘don’t flinch at the heat of fire’ or ‘don’t blink’. Don’t be human. I’m afraid and you’re afraid and we’re all always going to be afraid, because that’s the point. What I should be telling myself is ‘be afraid, but do it anyway’. Live anyway.
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A soul mate is not the person who makes you the happiest, but the one that makes you feel the most. Who conducts your heart to bang the loudest, who can drag you giggling with forgiveness from the cellar they locked you in.
Sierra DeMulder, excerpt from “Unrequited Love Poem” (via hplyrikz)
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Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn. - Benjamin Franklin
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DO YOU EVER GET THIS RUSH OF AFFECTION FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND LIKE WOW IM SO PROUD OF YOU YOURE SUCH A GREAT PERSON I LOVE YOU IN THE MOST LOVABLE PLATONIC SENSE
when somebody whos generally nice gets upset over the smallest thing then its probably because theyre fed up of getting walked all over all the time and having their feelings and belongings disregarded by other people so next time someone flips their shit because you took a piece of their food without asking or wore a piece of their clothing without permission you should probably apologise instead of saying they have a short temper or theyre too dramatic