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equestrianfate · 10 months
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People who struggle with anxiety and depression can't remember a lot.. because they're too busy focusing on how to get through each moment, so they don't actually experience what is happening to them. Causing them to not form the memory they were supposed to.
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sadgirljpg · 3 months
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You push it hard, I pull away, I'm feeling hotter than fire 🎀ྀིྀི😽ྀིྀི💗ྀིྀི
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theoverboardgaygirl · 1 month
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exactlyyyyy
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taintedsoulera · 1 year
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“Sometimes, I hate people. This is probably very bad for my mental health”
-tori spring // solitaire by Alice oseman
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stassiebaaby · 1 month
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if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did
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Tubbo: Jack, sit down with me…
Everyone:
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Salem Ilese - PainHub
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louisewis · 11 months
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How pathetic it is that you hide to be able to cry.
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plants-in-my-soul · 1 year
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Fuck.
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equestrianfate · 10 months
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Something occurred to me today. I have stopped living life. I'm literally just trying to get to the next day. Only living in the thought of tomorrow. I'm not living, I'm waiting. What’s troubling is, I am uncertain of what it is I am waiting for. I'm kind of scared for what it might be.
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sadgirljpg · 3 months
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She goin' home with me tonight, we connect like WiFi 🛐
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lovingvoidtaco · 1 year
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Po co żyjesz?
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taintedsoulera · 1 year
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A poem from 3 am and is completely unedited
Can you smell it?
My body rotting?
Hear my cries for help
But get forgotten
What about the blood on the floor
You said to clean the mess
And then everything was “restored”
The blood was dripping from under my black long sleeve
Blood shows up on white so the black is more fitting
Im screaming
And crying for help
But you don’t seem to notice or even care how I felt
You ignore my screams and pretend not to see
Will you finally accept it once they perform my autopsy?
Will it start to make sense
All the suicidal jokes and suicide attempts
Will you say how you didn’t see any signs
And take that to the grave or do even you believe the blatant lies
But for now I’m still here so I’ll clean up the mess
Wear the long sleeves
My issues unaddressed
Writing in my journal or my silly little notes app
Someday you’ll see why my long sleeve are black.
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bitchesbronkenheart · 2 years
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it’s not like me to be so mean, you’re all i wanted
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gjustmev · 2 years
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If you knew how much you mean to me.
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