I don't care if anyone hears me I just need a void to scream into
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Bacon wrapped jesus
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We live in a society where we are valued by what we can do, our talents, skills, grades. In this kind of world its too easy to develop a system of self worth based on how well we can do things. I know I'm not the only one that gives up the first few times something doesn't work out. I know I'm not the only one who has tormented themselves because I couldn't get the hang of it as soon as I thought I should. That's not how we treat others, so that's not how we should treat ourselves.
Because its hard to value yourself when you are constantly attacking yourself for not doing "good enough". It's hard to keep trying when all you value is the results and not the perseverance, the hard work, the many times you've had to take a break because you pushed yourself to point of misery. Its hard when your self worth is based on impossible standards.
I almost gave up on life twice. The first time, I was 9 or 10. I was curious. I wondered what it would be like to die. But ya know, that same curiosity asked "what if I lived? Where would I go?" The second time I was in highschool. because I got myself into a situation I thought death was the only way to save myself, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Now I am 22. We are all still here because we couldn't bring ourselves to truly give up.
If I had given up, there is no telling where my dad would be today. The risk of losing me forever was the only reason good enough for him to quit doing drugs. If I had given up, a very dear friend of mine probably would have given up. If I had given up, I would have never met my other friend, and I wouldn't have been able to help her. If I had not been here when she needed me I have no idea what would have happened to her. And these are just the people I know I helped.
I'm still learning. I've made incomprehensible progress in just the last 5 years. But I'm still learning. There's still days I wonder if I'm just wasting my time on a result I don't even know if I'm capable of achieving. There's still pain and tears and trauma I need to work through. But every day I don't give up is another day I've worked hard to be better, happier. 22 years of not giving up has brought me to a place of wisdom and potential. I have no idea where I'll be in the next year, let alone the next 5.
So I survived. I survived despite all of my pain, my tears, my trauma. I survived and used everything that hurt me to learn. I learned how to pick myself up even when I didn't think I was worth picking up. I learned how to go on with life because, well, if you can't give up on life then that's the only other choice you got. Life and reality doesn't stop just because you want it to.
That being said, with everything I survived, and everything I have learned from it, I can use that to help others. I can't help everyone, I can't be there all the time in case someone needs me, but there's still those few people I will be able to help. I can't give up, because I don't know what today's struggles will help someone else in the future. So whatever it is you're struggling with today, whether its drawing hands or learning something new, or even just finding a reason to live, this is your sign to keep trying, and to appreciate the hard work you've put into not giving up.
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Gen Z: So apparently the "bad vibes" I've been feeling are actually just severe psychological distress.
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Okay so 2020 is over but I'm still not so sure its 2021 yet. Just seems a little sus
Tbh 2021 sounds so fake bc the way 2020 is going idk if we'll even exist to see it end
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My forehead against the cold glass, I gaze into their eyes. They look tired. Tired of the world. Tired, but peaceful. They had seen the unknown, and understand the inexplicable. They are not lost, but neither are they guiding themselves. They don't know anything more than I do, but they have answers I need. They light their hand-wrapped cigarette when I finally ask.
"Who are you?"
They take a long drag, staring at me for a moment of forever, "I'm you, Genius."
"That still doesn't answer my question. Who am I?"
"Oh, don't cry. That shit ain't necessary. Let's try this: who do you *think* you are? Tell me about yourself"
"Uh.. I suppose I'm kind. Because I like helping others."
"Alright, so you're kind"
"But is that because I genuinely like helping others, or because that's what makes me feel worth anything?"
"Why does it matter?"
"Because its important to understand why I am who I am"
"Very well, what do you think it is?"
".. Well, it does make me happy to help others, but how do I know if its just validation?"
"What makes you think ain't both?"
"Then does it matter, if its both?"
"You're the one who asked. Whatever the reason it makes you happy, you really are kind. Believing you are kind will lead you to acts of kindness, and practice will become habit if it ain't already"
"What if I'm not as kind as I think I am?"
"Oh, trust me, life's a fucking bitch and ain't afraid to say shit. You'll figure it out if you listen"
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POV: you are reading this text. It is mostly meaningless. Definitely a waste of time. You consider stopping, yet you read on. Perhaps there is something worth reading in here. Knowledge, perhaps? A joke? And answer to your prayers? You chuckle at the absurdity, but wonder about the possibility. What are you wanting to eat later? What happened to Shirley Temple after she grew up? Why are you thinking of some american toddler from the days of black and white movies? Why are you still here? There is no game here. Go. Yes, nothing is here, except empty words. Not a thing, not even an emoji. Just letters. And spaces. And grammar. Its not even good grammar. "Its" should always be capitalized when you mean to say "it is". Why? You don't know. You're just reading this meaningless waste of time. Words are just words, they can be wrong. You briefly consider this to be true, as it is very easy to say Jingle Bells was written by Jack Black and his sugar pop band The German Tamales
#shitpost#jack black#why are you reading this#theres no more tags#stop#go away#yet you are still here#fine#goodbye
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Cupid: "why do you imagine everything in anime?"
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Are you a tarot deck? Cause you be calling me on my bullshit and I'm feeling so attacked right now
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Okay maybe I care a little bit about people hearing me
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My tarot deck just told me I fucking need therapy
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If Zeus says you need to learn how to astral project, you need to learn how to astral project
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Okay okay, but like, get this: Timmy Turner as a witch. In the show he's a baby witch still learning everything, and cosmo and wanda are his familiars or spirit guides who take the form of goldfish in the physical world.
And when Timmy gets older he starts REALLY working with the Fae, and practices a lot of manifestation magic!
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you do know that when jewish and romani people say “never forget” we mean “learn about the holocaust so you can recognize the warning signs of facism and genocide” not “repeatedly bring up the holocaust whenever anything bad happens and exploit our pain and trauma to make people care about your cause” and when we say “never again” we mean “take action to prevent any stage of genocide on any scale by any means, hold collaborators responsible and don’t be complicit” not “only care about genocide when it’s too late”, right? or did you think it was just a fun catchphrase?
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Tbh 2021 sounds so fake bc the way 2020 is going idk if we'll even exist to see it end
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