La Mariposa

Mina/Dia/Dove/Luna 28. Any/All Bruja, Poet, Artist MBTI: INFP-T Ex-Magical Girl

[valc0]

[cherribomb-askblog]

@broadcasting-screams-since-33 @v0xtek-unofficial

[singedfingers]

I wrote a book about Tumblr!

missing e: Cut-up Poems from Tumblr is a collection of cut-up poems using your Tumblr posts as source material. It explores cherished Tumblr moments like DashCon, the Cole Sprouse social experiment, Goncharov, grave robbing scandals, and much much more.

You can buy it online from your favorite booksellers now!

[gewehrenrxsen]

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

Reblog if you love “—” and have never used ChatGPT

[phantomcorpse]

Spill the tea

[tokkibean]

please note that when i say 'i wrote this in a week' it actually means it completely vacated my mind for 6 days and then on the 7th day i was possessed by a bolt of maniac intensity and wrote the entire thing in a day

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

fanfiction is a rare gem and a solid, living proof that, in a world of tiktok, influencers and content posting, not everything is about money and going viral. art can still be art just for the sake of the artists’ pure love, joy and passion for the art they create. fanfic writers write 100k words and more about the characters they love for free. just because they love these characters and the art of writing so much. art is not dead and the world is still beautiful.

shoutout to fanfiction and fanfic writers

[justdrowthings]

Thank you to all the authors who give me such wonderful treasures I can not take to all the therapy I'm avoiding.

[britttaperryhasmoved-deactivate]

[aurevoir-mes-amis-deactivated20]

YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY

[static-dreaming]

its december 9th…. 

[young-tsunami]

Maybe not where they live.

[vexheart]

"You can't steal the light from someone who carries a galaxy of stars in their heart."

- Rumi

[paper-wounds]

[moninils]

"A fucking piece of fucking shit", but like lovingly.

[vintageversed]

La Bruja

Burn the witch

It's something I have heard

Many times

For centuries the Church

Hunted us

Tortured us

Killed us

Because we were

Other

Different

Better than them

We witches

Medicine Women

Shamans

Priestesses

Healers

Protected

Saved

Healed

The same people

Who would eventually come

To kill us

If a child dies during birth

The midwife lost her head

Just to stop the pain

The village boy sells out the family

Of folk healers

Who kept the village healthy

Safe

For generations

Because the town doctor

Is losing business

To the kind medicine woman

He accuses her of making a deal

With Lucifer

Because of made up stories

And rumors

Spread by their own neighbors and villagers

Numerous women

Lost their lives

Because we are simply

Other

They will say

Burn the Witch

[vintageversed]

The Darkness of the Psyche

They say it's all in my head

That I'll be fine

They said

I have nothing to worry about

Genetic testing

Blood tests

Normal. Fine. Negative.

If I am fine, as they say

Why is it when I close my eyes

I see otherwise?

Where a normal person's mind is perhaps

A sanctuary

A refuge

Mine is a warzone

A desolate landscape

Nothing grows here

Nothing lives here

Trenches mar the land, filled with lost souls

Barb wire wrapped around skeletal hands

Wrapped around the husks of long dead trees

Like some sort of talisman to keep the darkness

From spreading

The water that puddles on the ground

Is polluted

Tainted

With the chemicals that the pills contain

If you drink the water

The landscape changes

If only for a little while

Then returns to the same Hellscape

Hands rise from mounds in the scorched Earth

The soul

Still fleshy, others rotting

Decaying

To pure bone

Give us

Feed us

They seem to cry

But I cannot give something

That I do not have

Soon light en envelops the land

The barren soil disappears

I awake to darkness. A little after three in the morning

Always the same time.

Once more

This insomniac nocturne

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, “Want", Instructions for Traveling West

[determined-mind-deactivated2025]

[girlwhorpsalot]

I needed this.

[mentalmentalhealth]

Thank you to all the people who posted this so I ended up seeing it. I really needed this right now. Thank you!

[aro-ace-christian]

Yeah… Not gonna lie… I cried…

[muslimintp-1999-girl]

We need more people like this

[armillary-spheres-lover]

Goddamn it stop making me feel human

[dreamsrainandwitchythings]

The therapist I wanna be.

[positivelyqueerace]

Text in the image:

“I’m a therapist and keep this poster in my waiting room, apparently it’s saved a few lives.”

I don’t like the phrase “a cry for help.” I just don’t like how it sounds. When somebody says to me, “I’m thinking about suicide. I have a plan: I just need a reason not to do it,” the last thing I see is helplessness.

I think your depression has been beating you up for years. It’s called you ugly, and stupid, and pathetic, and a failure, for so long that you’ve forgotten that it’s wrong. You don’t see any good in yourself, and you don’t have any hope.

But still here you are: you’ve come over to me, banged on my door and said, “HEY! Staying alive is REALLY HARD right now! Just give me something to fight with! I don’t care if it’s a stick! Give me a stick and I can stay alive!”

How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a marine: trapped for years behind enemy lines. Your gun has been taken away, you’re out of ammo, you’re malnourished, and you’ve probably caught some kind of jungle virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders.

And you’re still just going, “GIVE ME A STICK. I’M NOT DYING OUT HERE.” “A cry for help” makes it sound like I’m supposed to take pity on you, but you don’t need my pity. This isn’t pathetic. This is the will to survive. This is how humans lived long enough to become the dominant species.

With NO hope, running on NOTHING, you’re ready to cut through a hundred miles of hostile jungle with nothing but a stick, if that’s what it takes to get to safety.

All I’m doing is handing out sticks.

You’re the one saying alive.

[ultimate-science-nerd]

I legit cried at this. I’ve needed to hear it put this way. Bless this post.

[tea-rabbits]

Every time I see this post I stop to read the whole image. It always helps — even on the good days.

Because it wasn’t weakness. It wasn’t shameful to seek help. It wasn’t pathetic to “cry for help”. I was looking for a stick, be that from myself or from someone else. I was trying to find a way out. I was trying to heal myself.

[aurora-nerin]

this is fuckin incredible. 

[irondad-not-ironsad]

I’m sorry if I repost to many of these, but if it could be someone’s “stick” then it’s worth it

[imfemalewarrior]

For anyone that needs to read this today. 

-FemaleWarrior, She/They 

[rosered3-deactivated20240912]

They also have this one and I think quite a few others but these two I keep on my phone and pull up on my bad days.

[mythigal1966]

Text on second poster:

‘WHY ARE YOU SO LAZY?’

But you’re not lazy. Lazy is when you shrug things off because you can’t summon up the give-a-damn. When you’re curled up tight in your chair at your desk, alone and grey and desperately wishing that you had your life in order, that you did all those things you had to do, that it didn’t feel like breaking rocks just to feed and clothe yourself and get some sleep, that’s not lazy.

People don’t understand. You tell them “It’s hard.” They tell you “No it isn’t, you’re just lazy.”

You start to wonder if they’re right.

is breaking those rocks easy for everyone else? Are they that much stronger than you?

They don’t look like they’re struggling.

“Just try harder,” they say. But you’re trying. It’s not working.

Breaking boulders in your path until you’re spent isn’t lazy. And you do it day after day after day.

You’re not lazy. Most people don’t have those rocks to break. They don’t even know what it’s like to have to break rocks to get things done. They don’t understand how hard you have to work, and how hopeless you can feel, when you try and fail to do what they do so easily. Things are harder for you. They really are. And if those people had to deal with your problems, they wouldn’t be doing any better.

You’re not lazy. You’re not weak. You’re fighting hard. I guess I just want you to know that I know that.

[wizardslut9000]

agree with every reblog above but i dont like those owls

[coobk-blog-deactivated20260103]

the owls are cute tho…

[import--math--geek--math-rand]

Pinning this because I know I or somebody I know will at some point need this

[the-fuckboy-whisperer]

If a girl feels uncomfortable hanging out with you alone, and you get so offended by that, it makes you angry, she probably made the right choice.

[timeforsocialjustice-blog]

I know I’ve reblogged this recently but still so spot the fuck on.

[killingannabellee]

In general if a dude gets angry by you declining an invitation you made the right choice to say no

[lynati]

If they get angry when you say “no” to hanging out with them, what else are they going to get angry about you saying “no” to?

[a-isoiso]

^^ Slight side note: When I was online dating I used to do what so many of us do; set up a safety check with a friend. I used to be really slick about it; take a restroom break or quietly/subtle check and answer a text. Then I realized what a good marker it was to check if I wanted to actually be on this date at all. So at whatever time check in was supposed to be, I would pull out my phone and say “sorry, I just have to let my friend know I’m good”. If someone was vaguely offended, I might stay depending on the convo we had after. If someone was SUPER offended, I said “this is exactly why. Thanks for meeting me, I’ve got to go.”  This happened three times I can remember and the first time my voice was shaking so bad as I said it because, you know. You never know what their response is going to be and he was so aggressively angry I was ending the date “over that”. 

The person I ended up with? “Ah, yay-I’m-not-murdered check. Good plan.” Then when my phone was buzzing later (because we ended up on a five hour date on a Monday night) he goes “you should probably let them know you’re still alive. Do you have to go?” 

 *No woman I was ever on a date with was mad about this. Not one. 

[ebonyheartnet]

This is just like testing the breaks before driving an unfamiliar car guys, and you do NOT drive a car with no breaks. If they can’t handle “no,” it’s not safe for you to say, “yes,” and you need to gtfo of there so you don’t get run over.

Also, OP I love your url, it is perfect for this post.

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