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[leodrune]

I love remembering that making a wish by blowing dandelion seeds is a tiny little spell. Dandelion has spirit-calling, wish-granting properties and you whisper your wish to its babies to go off into the world and plant themselves and thrive in your name.

[dentrotempesta98]

[tfw-adhd]

[zafirastarlight]

A letter to my first love,

I'm sorry, I haven't found the words to tell you anything new. I'm sorry I left the way I did, we were ripped apart by distance and it hurt too much in the end to say 3 simple words. I'm sorry I wasn't stronger and stood my ground. I'm sorry I felt lonely being so far away and decided to chase after a girl after our goodbyes were said. I wish I had listened to my heart and stayed. I wish I hadn't felt so alone in my own heartache, that I needed to let go. I was stupid and foolish to make that decision in such a rocky part of my life. I needed you then and I still need you now, but I can't find the words to tell you that. I can't seem to even hold a conversation with you, without finding myself the next morning with eyeliner and tears staining my face because I cried myself to sleep. I know you moved on and it kills me to know that you are happy without me. It kills me to see that you've taken the next step and I'm still staying up at night wishing I was near you. I'm sorry I didn't say anything sooner... Hell I probably shouldn't be saying this now, but I miss you. I always have and probably always will because you hold a place in my heart that no one else can and I don't know if you ever realized it, but I've always known this and I've tried to put distance between my emotions and you, I've searched for these feelings in other people, but I can't find them, until I think of you. I remember our late night talks, and the way you kissed me as we danced in the rain, the day I moved away. I remember the sadness and the love that filled my soul that night as I kissed you one last time before moving away. I remember how much I cried when I got to see you again, and how it felt to be in your arms after so long apart, I remember how sweet your kisses were, and how happy you made me. I know it might not have seemed like much to you, but I loved you then, and I still love you now. Even if you move on and remove me from your life completely, I'll still be here waiting for you, even if we stay friends, my feeling will never changed, and I know this because they have stayed the same for the past 3 years (almost 4 years), since the day I met you.

[zafirastarlight]

Schools Don't Care

It's funny how much a student can go through when dealing with the school system. From the stress of all the standardized testing and the annoyance of other students, school can be absolute hell. Especially for students who are already struggling to survive. Some students don't just have to deal with school, we have jobs, we have a home life, and some of us have to fight every day to not fall apart and give up. From the houses that are built on shaking grounds, and their walls are painted black with abuse, to the ones that are under a casted shadows that reeks of loneliness and poverty, a lot of us come. Its not our faults that the tables weren't made fair and it's not our fault we have to fight so hard just to get by. There's students who get up at 4 am to get ready for school even after they got off work only 3 hours prior. There are students who stay awake for days on end because their parents haven't stopped fighting long enough for them to rest. There are students who don't have a roof over their heads or a bed to lay on for the night, yet they still manage to come to school just to receive an education that is forced upon us. There were students who dropped out because the stress got to be too much. Because schools haven't begun to realize that school work is for the time spent in school not the home, and kids have lives that need to be lived. Schools have not begun to form lasting bonds with their students because it is in the rules that a teacher is not allowed to form a personal relationship with their students so the teachers will never know when something is wrong or what the reason behind the students failing grades may be. They don't care when a student meets all their requirements to graduate, cause they will still find a way to force the students into unnecessary classes and to stick around for unnecessary stress and homework, homework that shouldn't be a thing because the time in school is for our work and the time we are at home is for our jobs and our family, it's our time to rest and break free from the never ending expectations that adults have for us teenagers. We aren't perfect and not everyone can fit in the same size box, we are individuals with dreams and lives that we need to live. We have emotions and some of us have more than others, we have families and some of us have friends. Our lives do not and should not revolve around an education that will not help us get further in our lives. Our lives are meant to be lived full of experiences that we would love to share with future generations and strangers who are willing to listen. Our lives are not meant to be spent in a desk writing down notes and trying to memorize countless words that in our future will have no meaning other than letting us have to ability to past a standardized test. Our lives hold more meaning than a stupid letter grade that determines where we sit in our life, whether we made A's or F's should not determine whether or not one is intelagent enough to make it in the world. Our brains are all wired differently and adults should not try to fit us all in the same category, we are more than just a body that needs to be molded. Schools should pay more attention to teaching kids to grow they're talents instead of teaching us how to memorize pointless words just to pass test that won't help us in our future.

[zafirastarlight]

Sometimes I don't want to wake up Because as soon as I wake up My dreams disappear into the abyss And I'm left paralyzed by the pressure of fear. Sometimes the fear gets so intense I can't breathe. Its like bubbles form in my throat. And cotton is stuffed in my lungs The pain grows more intense with every word. Echoed voices break through the walls. To my heart they keep guarded Every word slices into flesh Carved to perfection oh so deep And to my lungs needles puncture Cotton stuffing creeps out the holes Created by every needle of emotion Carved from the metal known as bitter greed. Poison and acid begin to overflow From the inside out I explode Agony and lies take over my flesh. Until I'm a hallow shell of what I once was The laughter that once filled my lungs is gone. And in its place lies shallow breathes and unaudible screams made by the serpent they call anxiety. The excited beats of my heart have withered away and in its place the monster of heartache beats its fist breaking the walls to a million pieces so that it can finally escape. The sparkle in my eyes have since faded and now a dull shade of their once brilliant hue hides the jealous beasts in my head that scream that I'm not worth it. If you listen closely you can hear the inner me screaming to let me be at peace. The monsters that came have made their home and its hard to believe that they'll ever leave since they have been here so long. Now sometimes in my dreams I'm able to destroy them and remember times of bliss. Sometimes I smile as my thoughts take me away to a temporary paradise. And sometimes I feel at home when I lie under the stars and close my eyes. Because in my mind the clouds clear away and the memories fade, and I get placed gently in a world created by the stars and moon, always greeted by a sweet embrace, and the blissful kiss of the night holds me dear until the dawn breaks and once again I must wake to walk through the painful road of the broken youth. And sometimes I sit and ponder if my dreams will lead me to my eternal fate filled with blissful ignorance and fountains of peace and love. For sometimes I think I'm better off within my dreams than reality.

[zafirastarlight]

I don't know if I should run and hide,

Or just be her ultimate sacrifice.

She is my stars and my moon,

My night time escape.

But if I run will she catch up,

Or will she find me when I hide?

She owns the blood in my veins

And the fire in my heart.

I don't ever see her

Yet I can feel her every touch.

She's the poison I drank

The acid that burns from within

But are we meant to stay together

Or fall apart?

[zafirastarlight]

Where do I begin? The voices or the pain that comes with their words?

They tell us that its going to be okay, that medicine can shut the voices out. They try to feed us pills to silence the screaming of our souls. They teach us to block them out by swallowing these things that mess with our heads. They think the voices get drowned out by the drugs, but little do they know it makes the voices worst. They go from low whispers to deathly screams, screams that make you wish that you were dead...

We try to ignore those voices that tell us to hurt ourselves, or they tell us to hurt others, but some times they get so loud and the only way to silence them is to do what is told.

I hear them just as much as the next person but I know its all in my head. Its in all of our heads...

[zafirastarlight]

I keep acting like I'm ok, but I'm not. I keep breaking down when I'm alone and my mind is so clouded that I can't see my own hands in front of me. I can't keep fighting this battle in my mind. I know that we all have battles, but this one is getting too hard for me. Depression has always been tough on me but right now is not the time! I'm starting to scream out telling my mind to stop but its just getting worst. Everyday my pain is growing and I'm done I don't want pain anymore. Just give me the cure!

[zafirastarlight]

I feel like a waste of space,

A child's toy out of place.

Broken and bruised

But not yet finished with the abuse.

Some days its hard to breathe

My lungs will fill then deflate

But with every breath they still ache.

Is our skin to keep the world out

Or our demons in?

[zafirastarlight]

Dear Violinist,

So I started learning how to play the violin last year through my school, within the first day I went home knowing how to play 4 songs and it sounded pretty good for that day being the first time ever picking up the instrument. I spent about 2 months in the class and every day I was learning new techniques and getting better. Unfortunately due to switching schools I'm no longer able to play or practice violin anymore, at least until I am able to afford to buy one myself. If you could help me by giving suggestions for which violin to buy and an idea of how much it will cost. This would help me out a lot especially since I still want to learn more and I find a bit of happiness every time I played. Thank you for your time and I hope you are having a good day.

[zafirastarlight]

Dear parents,

Do y'all even realize how much the small things mean to us kids? Now this goes especially to the parents who don't get the chance to do much with their kids, or the parents that don't really have a bond with your kids, every little thing you do for your kids is going to make them feel happy/loved. Like lets say you don't usually wake up and make breakfast for you and the kids before school or even on the weekends, if you wake up a little earlier than usual and take the time to make food for your kid so they can go to school not hungry and have enough fuel to make it through the day, your kid is going to appreciate that sentiment a lot.

Or if you have a stubborn teen that you don't really have any strict rules or regulations on and you don't communicate well with, take the time to figure out a day neither of y'all are doing anything and plan a fun filled family day amd make sure its something the teen will enjoy cause if its just some thing you as a parent want to do and the kid isn't interested, than the kid won't want to hang around you again.

Now I'm not saying this goes for every parent and every kid, but sometimes these tricks work to forming a good bond with your kids.

I know I especially appreciate it when my mom goes out to buy stuff for the house or even for herself and she sees something that she thinks I'll like and gets it for me as a surprise when I get home from school/work.

And I hear one of my friends talking about how occassionally their parents will leave random notes in their room or around the house for them and how each note my friend gets makes them super happy cause the notes are usually either super supportive or just really goofy.

Or even if the kid your raising isn't your own, every little thing you do will impact their view on the world and how they think they are supposed to be treated. I was raised mostly by my aunt and uncle growing up and my uncle was a major influence in how I think a man should treat a lady. My uncle would randomly bring home flowers, or gifts for my aunt just to show his appreciation of her, and every year a day or two before my birthday he would buy me flowers which even to this day I think is one of the most amazing gestures anyone has ever done for me. It showed me that he cared and wanted to do something nice for me especially since he didn't have to get me the flowers.

Now again I'm not saying this goes for everyone, but this is just a reminder that everything you do in your kids life it will have a big impact on them and they will appreciate even the smallest moments.

[catchymemes]

[modern-politics111]

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[zafirastarlight]

Have you ever felt frozen, and no I don't mean as frozen cold, I mean have you ever felt like your emotions have been frozen. You can't feel any thing. All you want to do is cry but it seems as if your eyes are glazed over with ice, not a single tear can slip through the ice. Ive felt like this for a while. I feel lost in this icy world surrounded by so many people, but I feel so alone. I need it to stop and I want to be able to open up but my feeling are fatal. It feels as if all doors are closed and they won't open up. I'm locked it with no keys, keeping these feelings hidden there is no ease.