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ashtraygrrrl · 9 months
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i started wrtiting a longer post about this, but i just wanted to get to this point so ill just make a smaller post for it.
after watching oppenheimer and bawling my eyes out unexpectedly at its end, i started thinking about something. we, all of us, in the world, know what happened during Hiroshima and Nagasaki. we are aware of the number of lives lost and people in pain, both physical and emotional, because of it. but we have it in the back of our minds. we are able to discuss it "objectively" because we can keep the awareness of this pain in the back of our minds. and that is a good thing; we shouldn't have to feel pain for something we are not responsible for every time we discuss it in politics or history.
still, if we think about it too much, we do feel the pain, because we are empathetic beings, and we have all lost someone, so, to varying degrees, we can imagine the amount of pain the relatives of the people in those cities, or overall japanese people, felt during and after the events.
it is a thing that weighs upon our collective consciousness. even if we weren't its perpetrators and we feel no guilt whatsoever over it, the amount of pain is so large, that if we think about it too much, if we think of the victims and their relatives as individuals, families, lovers, who were apart for one or another reason, we can imagine the pain. i cannot empathise with the phrase "a hundred thousand people killed", but i can with "a father was on a work trip when he heard the news, and he suddenly knew he didn't have children anymore". that hurts. it aches, and that's why we would rather speak in numbers; because we can detach ourselves from the human beings who lost their lives or loves. and again, that's okay, we do this with so many other things because if we stopped and felt for every tragedy ever, we would lose all faith in humanity, and we would hurt endlessly, but it is good to think about the individual victims of these events sometimes, so that we do not forget the reality of the world, the scope of what they went through, of what humanity's been through.
i don't know, perhaps im an ~empath, but i experience it like that.
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weirdlynotspecific · 1 year
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Concussions are so fun. I'm currently half asleep in the urgent care because of my mutinous body and the bludgeoning I received at the end of my gym teacher's wayward volleyball. 10/10 would do again, I think I'm possibly loopy. Also on top of that my ADHD is very confused because I COULD to buy hyperactive but I can't. My normally fast paced thoughts are old and sluggish and I'm FUCKING DIZZY.
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thiskittenwillst4rve · 4 months
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A while back I made a post asking about purging, and I received replies of people saying not to start yadda yadda,,,
I get it now, I mean I saw a ton of edtwt posts mentioning how immediately the negative effects could harm you (like, faster than starving), but I'm not gonna lie I did try it once. I see now. Immediately I was like, I see why this is labeled addictive. So basically in light of all these anti purge posts I just wanna vent that if I binge I am? absolutely? purging it the FUCK out of me??? I'm never ever dealing with that stomach pain and bloat again.
Ideally, I just won't binge. Lol.
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Definitely sure i’m stone now at this point. I’m still working through it, got a few things to think on but i’m getting there.
Also my mom’s death date is in 2 days.
Emotionally i’ve become quite unavailable. I’m shutting down and I’m trying desperately to stop it.
Work is okay, but i’m burnt out to a fuckin crisp.
My friend triggers my trauma. And idk what to do about it.
I got a lot on my plate. I just wanna sleep for like 3-5 days straight rn
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sharriux43 · 1 year
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My ex texted me a few days ago and we had a small chat. We ended up deciding we'll meet up to try and be friends again since we've known eachother for years and he was my best friend. But ngl, I don't know how to read cues that well so I can't tell the difference between friendly and not😭😭😭
I'm letting it run its course and trusting in God, so whatever happens happens.but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous or hopeful
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beherelongtime · 1 year
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And some light TFH fan art i got to post
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Haven't played the game for a while which is funny because i was very much addicted to the game that i couldn't stop even when i wanted to
The people that got me into playing tfh more seriously have kinda dropped the game, and with the reasons they did that compounding, i guess it's a bit tricky for me to get attached to the game and making fan arts of it? Or not
Not sure what i want to draw lately i'm not even interested in my OCs either. Hmm.
I feel myself slowly getting detached to many stuffs i've been obsessed with, but i think this is nice, i hope i let go of ideas that don't really serve me and get to live the life in better, healthier way for me and people.. brain spinnin
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namelesspoett · 10 months
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Idk what to call this
Making these dark ass poems while rn playing this bingo roblox game and telling kids death threats every time someone gets bingo. Gotta love my mind honestly
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mostlybanal · 1 year
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Day two of thirty. A thought, a visitor.
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hauntedad · 2 years
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What I’ve been up to lately:
Besides being quite suicidal, and working, I have been trying to get and stay in the Halloween spirit. Our apartment is almost done being decorated. Just waiting on some things to be rearranged and put up by my partner. I pretty much finally have all the vintage masks from spirit Halloween I want, which is nice, but since I work there this season I’ll probably take advantage of the discount and buy more. I’m looking for the perfect “serial killer” mask for a photo shoot this year. In other news, I’m reading R.L Stine’s “Halloween Night” which is terrible and great at the same time. It’s one of those the cover is amazing so let me read it things. I’m trying to read some Halloween books this year to keep in the spirit. Which I never do. I think it will be a nice new thing to do. I am also very excited to be going to see The Barn part 2 in Pittsburgh this Sunday night. I found out about the opportunity recently and freaked out considering The Barn is my favorite Halloween indie movie ever. We will also be visiting the cemetery that is in Night of the living dead. So I’m happy about those things I guess. I turn 25 later this month. Definitely not looking forward to that
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lavenderstream · 4 months
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I know her tumblr would be fire
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weirdlynotspecific · 1 year
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People tell me I can't make up words. I can. And I will make up a word just to spite you. Time is an illusion and reality is relative also fuck you (respectfully). English is just a bunch of people going "ehhh that looks like a word" and using it as a word. ALSO it's literally five other languages in a trench coat so you can't stop me, fnoogin is a word cause I said so.
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isahowdy · 2 months
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this moment from work has lasted in my head for months and i think its finally time to draw it out
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Got really overwhelmed at work 👍cried and have shutdown completely at this point so let’s see how the day goes friends lmao
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kyacchan-comics · 4 days
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Me: I hate gossip
Also me:
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soulmvtes · 27 days
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sunsets after 7pm now !!!!!!!!!!! we made it guys !!!!!!!!!!!!
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silverspleen · 5 months
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Every time I see that G--gle phone photoshop commercial my heart is filled with infinite sadness, like, yeah it's cool you can have a good family photo, it's cool you can do that, but god, there is something to be said for the honesty of a family photo where you're blinking, or crying, or have ugly wrinkles.
What is too unsightly for you? Would you swipe-click-replace out the image of my cousin crying on our Florida trip family reunion photo? Would you remove the plastic snake I have clenched in my grip, which I still have to this day? Would you scoff at the wrinkles around our eyes and the strands of hair on our faces as we squint into the wind, the day before the massive storm? Would I remember it if I didn't have these reminders, if the picture was perfect and clean, all children in a row with perfect gleaming white tombstone tooth smiles? No tears. No plastic snake.
Everyone is beautiful and no one looks genuine.
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