has something ever hurt you like so so so much but you just had to shrug it off and pretend you were fine but like the thing was super big and the feeling never went away and it hurts so fucking much you can barely function
Can we please stop associating being a good person with how much you're willing to suffer in silence for other people? You can be a kind person and still say "no, I don't have the time/energy to help you with that." You can be a kind person and still say "this makes me uncomfortable, please stop." You can be a kind person and still say "I disagree and here's why." You can be kind and still say "I'm not okay with this." Being kind is about treating people with kindness and respect, not about being the human equivalent of a doormat!
Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.
andy biersack is peak malespo
(if you reblog please don’t tag with bvb or his name, i don’t want to get terminated)
no matter how many times i hear “i love you”, “i’m not going to abandon you”, “i’m not going anywhere” i’m still so fucking scared of being abandoned
this year, so far, may not be going your way or how you hoped it would or how you planned,
but there is still time for things to change.
there is still time for things to get better.
there is still time for your dreams to come true.
im homeless. i dont know what to say anymore. i cant get a job with everything thats happening and im struggling to convince my family to let me keep sleeping in their house. i have some clothes and a towel and my phone and i feel so alone.
if you have anything to spare, i just want to eat and get some soap and maybe some more pants
me: has breakdown
my friends & followers: offers love and support
me: did i just manipulate them into loving and supporting me
not to hate ableism and ignorance on main but if ur child tells u that they dont understand smth and didnt think to do smth thats “"common sense”“ and ur reaction is ‘i shouldnt HAVE to tell u to do that’ or ‘but u should KNOW this’ instead of trying to clarify what u expect and being patient w them then please for the love of god do some fucking research on ur kids adhd/autism or literally any mental illness/disorder before making them spend 18 yrs of their life convincing themselves that theyre just an annoyance to everyone for not understanding things like others do
shoutout to the grandpa in the Lost Boys who knew very well that there were vampires in Santa Cruz and that his daughter’s new boyfriend was a vampire but never said anything about it. Shoutout to the grandpa in the Lost Boys who didn’t question why his grandsons and their gross friends were hauling a woman and child up to their bedrooms and were clearly up to something but instead hassled them about gas for the car. Shoutout to the grandpa in the Lost Boys who greeted his family to his home by pretending to be dead on the front porch at the exact time of their arrival.
the whole bernie sanders campaign is so funny because bernie said “i want you all to have nice things” and people really said “nice things are bad and we dont deserve to have them”
Capitalist propaganda really does that to you
dating someone shouldn’t exhaust you
dating someone shouldn’t be painful or upsetting
if you’re dating someone and you feel this way then something probably isn’t quite right ok. please take care of yourself
can we all agree that pressing foreheads together is an underrated act of affection??
Can someone please beat the shit out of me? Make me scream , leave me bruised and bleeding. I can’t handle this emotional pain , I can’t keep it in . fuck me up please .
when Lemony Snicket wrote “I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everyday” that hurt me
Full paragraph hurts even more.
“ (…) I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close… I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else and I will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”