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xxregentaenzerinxx · 18 days
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"The worst feeling isn't being lonely but being forgotten by someone you can't forget."
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cordelia-street · 1 year
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I am so fucking afraid of being replaced, forgotten, disliked by the people I care about
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beemintty · 2 months
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it's a strange feeling to desperately want to disappear and fear nothing else but the chance of being forgotten.
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nosesno501 · 1 year
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Mostly nobody will read and/or care about this anyways (except for my partner, she cares a lot about me)
I re-made this account again but to vent out all of my negative and intrusive feelings, emotions and thoughts or any other kind of thoughts or feelings that I have in mind since I usually feel and/or am ignored, avoided, muted and/or forgotten
I don't have almost any friends that really wants to talk with me, spend time with me and/or at least hear me out at all throught the day or whole day and the grand mayority of the people that I know mostly don't remember that I exist, have time for me, talk to me and/or ask me how I am doing and/or feeling
And no, I'm not doing this at all to get attention. These are what I've been really feeling and going through these last few months without help, comfort, support, care and concern for me from almost nobody
But anyways if any of you are interested in talking about any of this stuff with me, my dms are open and also for anybody that wants to vent and/or need someone to talk with about how you are feeling and/or what you are going through and/or have been going through at the moment then I'm all ears. Also available on Discord and/or Twitter (Dm me for any of the two)
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alpaca-clouds · 9 months
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Remembering the Forgotten
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I will tell you a secret.
Well, it is not really a secret. But it is something, that we do not talk about - and that we do not like to think about.
Most people who have ever lived on this planet - most people, who ever have been alive - have been forgotten. As in: Nobody alive today knew they were alive forty, a hundred, five hundred, a thousand or even more years ago. Because they just did not leave anything that stood the test of life.
Some of them just lived their life. Day to day. Some of them were even artists, though, or inventors. But they and their art and inventions have been forgotten.
That sounds grim, right?
But... allow me to go all philosophical on you. Because it was something I have struggled with for so, so long. See, when thinking about death, two things have frightened me. For once just the pain that might come with death. But also I was afraid of after a while any trace of me ever having existed being erased from the face of this planet.
It brought with it the pressure to do something - anything - that would be remembered in the future. And with it the helplessness of being a queer, disabled poor person, who is very limited in what he can do that will be remembered.
These days, I have made my peace with being forgotten. Because I realized that more than 99% of all humans on this planets were forgotten. But that did not make their life less meaningless. If anything their lives had meaning to them and probably to some other people. Maybe their children, their partners, their family, their village, their pets... Chances are, that there were some living beings, who had a better life because of them. Who, at least for their short lives, went on to remember the person. Maybe even without knowing their name. And that is worth something, right?
When we think about history, we always speak about popes and kings, maybe some nobles. But they were only a minority. They were only a small percentage of all people on the world. Yes, we remember them, because people have written about them. Because those things written about them have survived time.
But we should think more of the normal people. About just that normal farmer or merchant or hunter or whoever, who have lived and whose names have been lost to time. We should think of them, because some of them might actually have tried to change the world. Some of them did many good things, helping everyone around them. And while we do not know who they were, we know some people like that existed.
And they were human.
And there is also the fact, that... Well, most people we do remember tend to be white blokes. But most people who have ever lived were not.
So just...
Don't be afraid of being forgotten. That does not make your life meaningless.
And instead... try to remember those, who have lived, even though all their marks on the earth were long erased.
Just a thought.
I will probably talk about something more historical next week again. But I needed to get this one out of my system.
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m1shapanda · 1 year
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how am i supposed to know that people wont forget about me after a few hours huuuuhhh
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theindescribable1 · 11 months
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Are you afraid of anything, Inde..?
Well B.V, yeah I gotchu. You keep asking me this, I know your trying to prank me..You're the only one who knows to call me Inde. I'll tell you that I'm scared of being forgotten. But if you mean something physical...Spiders kinda freak me out. You better not pretend you don't know me when I come to visit, I will kill you. >:[
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poeticrambler · 11 months
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I wonder what happens to the souls of the forgotten. Not forgotten in death, mind you. Forgotten in life.
Is there a way to be happy despite the crushing loneliness of existence? I suppose you have to decide for yourself.
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theprofoundcosmos · 10 days
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i can turn you into poetry but i cannot make you love me.
(creds will be added in a hot sec! my bad y'all ;p)
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0vergrowngraveyard · 5 months
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when ur brother hibernates during winter so you have to get creative
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friendshapedcas · 6 months
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Let’s play a fun game called am I masquerading as an autistic person and acting how I think someone with autism would act or am I simply learning to unmask
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"I Want to Be Forgotten!"
A rebellion against the power of death written as a tribute to two important people in my life who have left this existence in recent Decembers.
Very few people, if they are honest, harbor the desire expressed in the title of this post. Most people live as if they expect to never die, and, even when forced to think about the inevitable, wish their accomplishments and good deeds to be remembered. Even those who are in such pain and despair that they want to die, usually do not wish to be forgotten. If nothing else, they want their pain to…
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canisalbus · 5 months
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sometimes i think about natural hair machete
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foursaints · 8 days
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they could be so indie sleaze……
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pinktrapped · 17 days
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TURTLE GOKU 🐢🐢🐢
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He tortol
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lesbians4aerith · 2 months
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