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Never apologize 👊

Youre a creature of claws and teeth and physical mass

Youre a creature of thought and ideas and synapses firing like gunshots richocheting around your skull

Youre a creature of reality and touch and song and abstract and the universe

They would restrain your arms, your head, your throat, press your body under weights or snip at its edges

They would keep your creations trapped inside you, quiet any sound that is not praising them, that is not passivity

They would smother your passion, your strong will, make your words die before they ever reach your throat

It's difficult to rekindle a fire you have been told is only for destruction

It's okay to be afraid that you will be burned by your own heat

But it can feel like a thousand seeds waiting for fire to open suddenly blooming, it can feel freeing

You dont need to apologize for your existence

You dont need to apologize for thinking

You dont need to apologize for taking up space in this world

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I get that, it does get better tho

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Mood. Gotta just figure it out tho

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Uhh

Yikes. Here’s another.

(I love when you all reblog these with filled out versions. 💕)

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Hahahahaha. This is way too accurate.

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you should not be scared of your parents

you should not be scared of your parents

being your parent does not give them the right to degrade you, embarrass you, neglect you, make you feel worthless, abuse you, or make you feel scared

there’s a difference between being disciplined for acting up and being terrified of wobbling slightly out of line even once

you should not be scared to be yourself

you should not want to live on the streets

you should not be called names

you should not be scared of your parents

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I feel like society normalizing mothers screaming and being angry at their children as long as they don’t beat them because ‘mothers love you more than anyone else’ should stop. It hurts victims of emotional and verbal abuse because they are told to keep loving their mothers since they “don’t abandon you, give you a roof, food, and clothing” and it makes them unable to identify if they’re being abused or try to fight back because “she still loves me.” Such things really have to stop.

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,, It is sad that some people aren’t waiting for their happy ending anymore. They’re just waiting for the end….“

-Gdzieś z czeluści internetu

(To smutne, że niektórzy ludzie nie czekają już na szczęśliwe zakończenie, a po prostu czekają na koniec)

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Person: tell me a little about yourself!

Me, a suffer of; Depression, Severe Generalized Anxiety, Social Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Insomnia, Disassociation, Suicidal Thoughts, Lack of Confidence, No Self Worth, and Isolating tendencies: I like animals and music.

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Just surviving. Its something I guess.

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Me: I should draw something!

Brain: Don't

Me: Why

Brain: You can't draw

Me: But if I practice

Brain: No. You will always be bad. No one will like it.

Me: Okay I'll write then

Brain: No. Your writing is terrible, your ideas are dumb no one will like it.

Me: ...K

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Myself.

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Stamina

The river rushes by my ear

And all that I can really hear

Is distant cries and raging water

Tugging, threatening to pull me under

I’m holding on and gasping for air

It feels like I’m alone, stranded out here

Scraped palms, blood on the rock

Still I hold on, and the water will mock

My arms and legs, it’s so much stronger

I’m holding on, but for how much longer?

It feels like I’m getting weaker

It’s like the future’s getting bleaker

Soon a rope will pull me out

I can hear a distant shout

But I dont know how long I can stay like this

With the water rushing, merciless

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