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Julianna coffee, poetry, and Olivia Benson. maybe a little gangsta rap as well.
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fly-underground
My first hallucination was the spider on my wall, the size of my fist and working its way between the posters. I jerked up and turned the lights on and I laughed when I saw that nothing was there. That was at 5 AM and later on, when it was safe enough for morning to be morning, I met you for breakfast. Afterwards, with muffin crumbs under our nails, we hugged goodbye, which should have been an indication that I would never love you like that again. By then, I was already slipping down a shower drain of disappointment and anxiety.  No, if I stayed up late or forgot to eat a meal, it would be on me. I’m done giving my responsibility to someone else. And anyway, it works. I can tell you I’m doing fine, but if you saw me now, you’d recognize the lines on my face. If you saw me now, I would look like that girl, the one afraid of imaginary things. If you saw me now, you’d call me an imaginary thing.

Yena Sharma Purmasir, “three of thirty” (2016)

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prosebyday
When I cannot sleep through the pain As my lungs rest the way my mind should And my chest is crushed by the corseted strings That strangle more tightly than darkness ever could, I remind myself that I can stand this pain- Even if I cannot sit or lie It’s time to transcend the stairs again I don’t have the effort to question why. How much time do I waste in this state? How many times must my night consist Of pacing through the kitchen With a water glass clenched in my fist Swinging my arms Forcing my breath Seeking an end In either life or death. So I disturb your sleeping hours From the other room By pouring ice and pacing Until life can resume I’m sorry to the waking Please drift off back to sleep I’ll try my best to do the same With the darkness makes me weep.

“Why are you up so late?” by Grazia Curcuru (via prosebyday)

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schuylerpeck
Here, we made giggle hiccup love, under the blue Christmas lights and I don’t mind when your breath tastes like hard cider; an entire orchard of longing. We talked about how the city might change us when we leave and what we might name our German Shepherd and my hair is soft raspberry blossoms. Here, in your gray striped boxer briefs and me in my lace blue panties; red freckled cheeks and tummies warm and full of wine. We know tomorrow’s coming. It doesn’t scare us anymore.

Schuyler Peck, With Gumption (via schuylerpeck)

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ugly-bread

Anxiety attacks aren’t always hyperventilating and rocking back and forth

Anxiety attacks can take different forms, such as:

  • Unpredictable bouts of rage or irritability
  • Nit-pickiness (obsessive behavior, which may be a part of OCD), and even a hypersensitivity to disarray, chaos, or any sort of change
  • Fast-talking, stuttering, stumbling over words
  • Not talking at all
  • Sitting rigid, staring into space, almost seeming “zoned out”

Understanding the way our or other’s anxiety works can help to decrease the stigma and help to calm a person faster and get them out of that state. These are just a few, but it gives an idea of the range in which attacks can come.

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courtneeyyy52-deactivated201906

Why do so many girls go heart-eyed for boys that look like they just finished puberty and know nothing about the female anatomy

Fuck that, I’m attracted to men who look like they’ve been through life and have so much going on that they don’t even have time to shave and know their way around a woman’s body and can pin me down in 0.2 seconds. no justin bieber for me thx

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