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#Breaking apart
suicideisthesolution · a year ago
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I don't know how many times I survived myself without telling anyone.
-V. J.
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systimming · 2 months ago
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A stimboard for a genderbent Superman fictive named Claire Kent with farm stims!
- Mod Sonic + Mod Tails.
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(Banner credit!)
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0815-shit · 5 months ago
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Everything that had to do with joy and love died in me.
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thequeerphoenix · 8 months ago
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pretend you’re not breaking apart
into a million shards of a shattered mirror
reflecting fragments of you
your hair, your tears, your hands, your fears
echos of a whole, perfect, happy you
broken dreams, broken wishes, broken hearts, broken hope, broken childhood
brokenbrokenbrokenbrokenbrokenbrokenbrokenbroken
broken and lonely, abandoned and alone, scared and scarred
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miss-sunflower-jay · 5 months ago
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I'm just so fucking tired of waiting to escape... I'm so tired of being here. I'm so tired of being unimportant and unloved and sad and lonely. I don't want to exist anymore... It's just one terrible thing after another, I cannot get a break...
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britkunoichi92 · 5 months ago
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When you feel like you're breaking apart and can't go on anymore, but everyone around you is saying:
"Don't snap now. Not you. Not after all you've been through. Don't break down now."
I've been told I've been strong all my life. I'm not strong. I've just suffered in silence, shame and fear.
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aesthetics4daze · a year ago
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“I still love you.
Or really, I still think about you late at night when I’m lying in bed, wondering if I’ll ever be able to truly feel loved the same way again.
While the years have passed, I still check in on your social media to see if you’re alive because the last time we had a real conversation we were both going through it and I told you someday we would grow up and leave that town together and be happy.
We did leave. We left for opposite reasons, I went first and tried to stay close so I could try to remember you how we were but you... you left to forget about anything and everything that was created there and left me wondering when we would ever find each other again.
I still love you, even if I know you don’t check up on me the same way I do with you and maybe years down the road I’ll finally find the courage to tell you... I still love you.”
- to someone who tried to forget while I am still remembering
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stabbedtrust · 9 months ago
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breaking down
Sometimes I think about you without a doubt but then you twist and turn and bring in dark and misty clouds
you know it’s hard when your shifting my mind has changed, you've gone missing and I feel like I got mitten
my souls ripped apart by the words unspoken ignorance at it's best my impulses have been dead now they're awoken and if I were to bet
you dont even think about your deeds they leave me to be, it’s okay that I bleed at least it's for your peace and believes nonetheless I'll stay a freak.. I start to think that I dont belong I have no place in your heart, you abandoned me I tried to stay strong, tried for so long..
and now im breaking down I dont know where to turn to in my thoughts I drown remember i've been hurt too.
Sometimes I think about you and everything shuts out you changed and so did I, throughout
my process of change I felt the distance grow it’s supposed to be love but now it’s pain that blows
starts kicking in and numbs my feelings how could you be so deceiving
how could I believe in you.. how could I believe in you
I really don’t know how to describe my pain my mind freaks out and im near to insane my heart could be described as a neverending ache my soul and mind impend to break
and I haste trough a forest of my dark empty thoughts I’m nowhere to be found as I come across
places I never wanted to be. Places full of disbelief
and as I try to leave they pull me down I fall into a (deep) pit full of nothing no ones around to hold me now demons, they are coming..
I tried to run but I’m bound to this place this place is myself how do I escape? I’m always chained up to my self
no matter how I try the only way out of this hell might aswell be suicide no need to tell, already tried.. I’m still here, I’m still feeling like a waste of a human being
carry so much self hate surely is a great state to be in
obviously I lied im fucking dying inside. Believe me im fine I just over-dramatize
instead of white there's pitch black safe me from myself I'll probably regret it sick of getting help the last time of avail was when I was twelve
fuck everyone that seeks my closeness I oppose this, already know this.
I know how it ends. With me getting hurt and I can’t really tell the day I turn berserk
and in fear to might tear someone apart my feelings will be kept in the dark
I'll go back to the void a place where I belong
where no one gets destroyed and I can live along.. (myself alone)
and now I’m breaking down!
and now I’m breaking down I dont know where to turn to in my thoughts I drown remember i've been hurt too.
-from me
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destinyisabitchsthings · a year ago
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if there's one thing i've realized, it's that everyone is damaged. so unbelievably torn apart. ripped to shreds even. what's the point in trying to fix everyone. most people will deny the fact that there is something that haunts the back of their mind. because maybe if they don't say it, it won't be real. but in reality, everyone has their demons. the only thing we can do is offer the good parts of us and hope they dance well with the bad parts. if you're going to love someone, you have to fall in love with their moon and their sun. it's your responsibility to love them even when the only thing shining in their eyes is a relentless moon. love them until the sun comes out.
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namjoonia · a year ago
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So the nerves in my upper thigh are more messed up than Doctor originally thought and now I am in for very painful therapy that might not help at all.
On top of that the taping of my legs somewhat relieved pain but the tapes I I using are not on stock cause of Corona halting the distribution and I can't afford the better version.
It sounds like it's nothing much. But I am an active person, I need to move. I need to go to mountains and for long walks to nature to keep at least small part of my sanity and I might not be able to do that, risking permanent damage before I get the tapes and therapy, which can be months. And even after that my chronic pain will get worse and I am just ...
So tired. So so tired.
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lonionjon · a year ago
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col ver.
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suicideisthesolution · 7 months ago
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Sometimes I have the urge to put a bullet in my head in order to stop the voices.
- V. J. @suicideisthesolution
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0815-shit · 5 months ago
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The scars in my heart I will never forgive
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dayandnightdreamersworld · 2 years ago
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"Ich falle wieder. Und ich weiß nicht warum.."
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thelinguisticpoet · 2 years ago
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"It was an extremely normal day and I decided to ruin it by walking down his street. The sun was setting and I could see the lights turned on in his room. I sat by the pavement across his house and drifted into another world. I was sad, I felt empty since he left but seeing him every now and then bought back memories that made me smile in pain. How do I not glisten beneath the sun, my very own sunshine. I heard he was alone again, I didn't want a relationship, let alone one with a broken heart. I just needed to steal another glance to paint a picture of love, or what it meant to be loved. My eyes were heavy but little did I know the day had barely begun..."
© Raina Rose.
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bbblackcats · 2 years ago
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crazyweirdpickel · 2 years ago
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Dramatic deep-meaning art I did a while back. Stay safe, random strangers! Not only do we need to wash our hands, but we need to wash ourselves as well. I mean that in a deeper way.
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destinyisabitchsthings · a year ago
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gentry-don · 2 years ago
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People: How do you feel?
Me: Nothing.
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lonionjon · a year ago
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cant sleep
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