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This is what it felt like when my meds started working

Dark side of the loom

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“I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.”

— Clemence Poésy

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Zauber - by Josie

Musik ist wahrscheinlich das, was in meiner Welt Magie am nächsten kommt. Sie kann rauschende und züngelnde Flammen sein, Herzbeben und zitternd vor Tatendrang. Doch sie kann auch schwarzes Wasser sein, von solch endloser Schwere, dass nur die eigene Melancholie sie zu durchdringen vermag.

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Happy Birthday to me

A diary entry

Heute ist mein Geburtstag. Ich bin heute 22 Jahre alt. Ich kämpfe jede Nacht um etwas. Wenn die Sonne untergeht, bin ich allein, mit dem Frieden und der Freiheit. Die Sonne blendet mich, und leuchtet in mein Herz. Manchmal kann ich die Nähe nicht ertragen. Die Nacht kenne ich. Die Dunkelheit, und die Freiheit, die sie mit sich bringt. Im Dunkeln sieht niemand ob du dich quälst, es sieht niemand deine Schwächen. Die Dunkelheit fließt durch mich, ich kann sie lenken und mich ihr hingeben. Sie trägt mich, gleitet um meinen Körper, und um meinen Geist. Im Licht sind wir so verschieden, und doch so gleich in der Dunkelheit. Reduziert auf unser bestes. Heute ist mein Geburtstag. Heute heiße ich die Dunkelheit willkommen. Und heute...erinnere ich mich zum ersten Mal seit langem...an meinen Namen.

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What makes us artists.

By me.

Whenever we start to draw, our hands soon move on their own accord. The muscles in our forearms come alive and scrape the pencil over and over our sheet of paper. We have found it in some drawer, between old postcards and journals, still untouched by our random outbursts of creative energy. Soon, it loses it's innocence as our emotions pour through the ink all over. And they become tainted by comedies and tragedies, but lord, they almost look alive.

You may feel alien and alone, but you and I make at least two, right?

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“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”

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Devin Kelly, All that wanting, right?

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So I was playing Hogwarts Legacy and I was at a point (no spoilers included) where I kinda had to decide if I want to be evil and very powerful or good and less powerful and I called my friend and she said "haha well you're a Slytherin, you're evil, that's what you dudes do" and it kinda got me thinking about how being in Slytherin doesn't at all equal being evil.

Evil loses a lot, and being in Slytherin isn't about losing.

We might use unethical methods and a more calculated approach from time to time, but we would never endanger our goals simply to be able to call ourselves 'evil'.

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“Youll understand why storms are named after people.”

— Unknown

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Isn't it strange how once you actually do something that you love you're instantly feeling better? Like I just drew an astronaut in boxershorts and suddenly I don't want to die anymore.

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by Keiid@keiidakamya

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we are in the kitchen together. I love you I want to give you everything. come stand in the kitchen while I cook for you. no you cannot help cook. this is an act of love. I am making you dinner. I am giving you food because I cannot give you my heart because I cannot give you the world. come sit at the counter and tell me stories while I chop vegetables. I care about you. I care I care. I am making us something to eat. food is love. it is special. deliberate. we are in my kitchen together and I love you

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saw this on twitter rn, if you ever feel discouraged about writing fanfiction, read this again

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Hux: Fuck capitalism! It's a rigged system that exists to make those who were merely lucky enough to be born rich even richer at the expense of everybody else!

Hux playing monopoly: Look, maybe you should have tried just not being poor.

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If my wishes came true, it would have been you.

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