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daisy-spot · 12 hours ago
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person: are you okay?
me, digging my own grave: what makes you say that
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faceless-is-a-mess · 1 day ago
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"you're my favorite person!" Fucking liar, you always talk with me when your REAL favorite person is offline
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derpygirl-draws · 3 days ago
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You know what? I will not be be quiet.
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^(just an example of what I am talking about) I wish I could live everyday not having to worry and not having to listen to the people I love panicking or just saying “Welp guess we are fucked”. But because so many people believed in this asshole and voted for him, I have to fear for the lives of people, REAL PEOPLE, some of whom not so long ago did not have any rights or freedoms as much as the average American. THIS IS NOT NEGOTIABLE, PEOPLE’S LIVES ARE AT STAKE. Not just their mortality but their basic right to happiness. THEIR RIGHT AS PEOPLE TO LIVE HOW THEY PLEASE IN THE PUBLIC EYE AND TO FEEL PROUD OF WHO THEY ARE.
I’ve heard people call other’s dramatic.
Those who think the reaction of minorities is dramatic do not know the fear of being deemed less important to the world. I don’t even fully know what that’s like and I don’t want to know. I don’t want anyone to know what it’s like for the world to turn their back on them. It’s a very real feeling that I wouldn’t wish on anyone! I WANT TO SEE THE PEOPLE I LOVE BEING HAPPY. I WANT TO SEE THE WORLD HAPPY. But that’s too much to ask, isn’t it?
I may not fully understand the struggles of every minority. I’ve been fortunate enough to have lived a childhood where discrimination against any part of me has been minimal.
I am a person who was born as female and identifies as female. I am a person of color. I am queer. I am neurodivergent. The majority of my peers and friends are minorities. And I care very deeply about all of them. I don’t hate many things in the world. I believe hate only fosters bitterness. But I will not hide the fact that I HATE seeing the people I care about, no matter how little I know them or how distant the relationship, hurting. I HATE knowing that I can’t immediately take their pain away and tell them not to worry.
Cause who am I to say you or the people around you shouldn’t worry? Who am I to promise it’ll be okay? Who am I to wish for a better world when it feels like the cards are constantly stacked against us.
Who is anyone to call someone else dramatic for fearing the future? When this is the world we live in.
I want to say my peace on the matter cause I feel it would be doing my loved ones a disservice to keep my voice left unheard. To bottle up your thoughts is the give in to the fear.
TELL THE WORLD HOW YOU FEEL. TELL THE WORLD AND SOMEONE WILL COME TO LISTEN. You are not dramatic for being scared. But do not suffer alone. There is always someone who will listen. Always someone who feels the same. Always someone who will appreciate knowing they aren’t alone and that you are with them.
And for those who don’t care or don’t believe this is a big deal, I will not beg. I will not ask. I will tell you to educate yourself and learn about reality we’ve been thrusted into. And if anything, how this affects you too. Cause otherwise there is nothing I can do for you and nothing I will do because there are others I know who appreciate and acknowledge what I have to say. There are others who will stand with me. There are people I want to stand with because they are people that believe and care about me and the millions of people who will be affected by the choices and ignorance of others.
I stand with open arms to those who need it. Who needs support. I will not say please stand with me. I will say I am here and I will stay here and be here no matter what and if you choose to stand with me, that’s your choice.
I will not beg for the freedom to exist and neither should you.
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futuristic-koala · 16 hours ago
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sunshine-vine · 2 days ago
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But Mother, I crave violence. 😭
Ngl y'all, I'm not okay. I will BE okay. In fact, my physical situation is so much more okay than many people will ever experience.
I'm just so tired of watching my people die, y'all. I'm so fucking tired... I just wish everyone who sat back for DECADES and did nothing while the Republicans took and took and fucking TOOK from us could see my life flash before their eyes like it was theirs... But it wasn't theirs.
They weren't there all the times blood painted the walls. They didn't see all the carnage brought about by their policies. They didn't have to go hungry. They didn't have their friends deported. They weren't without heat and electricity and water. Their kids can go to college. They don't have to work three jobs to support their families. They don't have to die slow, yet still too fast to breathe.
So, they don't care. And I don't know how to MAKE them care.
Changing hearts is so fucking tedious.
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bunnieswithknives · 1 day ago
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Ironic considering the last Dale and Dev thing I posted but I accidentally read a fic that was way too intense for me today soooo here you go anywayyyy
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maine-pluralmind · 2 days ago
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'Having D.I.D isn't just about silly alters!'
Thats correct it can also be;
Scattered amnesia that makes you question your own existence.
Alters moving objects when you thought you were in control and then freaking out cause it wasn't YOU.
Clothes hoarding to the point its a problem cause you feel like theres someone in the system who will wear it/ get upset if you throw it away.
Having a alter talk to you in the mind and keep you from having a panic attack.
Hearing a persecutor threaten you in the middle of a mental breakdown about something else.
Having alters/persecutors who hold trauma so bad that you can't look at them. Or having alters/persecutors who hold trauma so bad that they continue to act on.
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lilybug-02 · 2 days ago
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Urg. At night the thought process of me moving out of America keeps pounding at my head. I know i'm overdramatic. I know I'm rash and spoiled and a very sensitive person, so maybe in a few days this will all blow over my spiraling head.
And yet there is something deeply wrong. And I'm stubborn as hell when I feel emotions like this.
I don't give a sh*t for the REASON 73 million people decided to vote for Trump and even more for a Red Senate and House.... I just know the reason will never be enough for me.
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bluequeerio · 2 days ago
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so ughhh yesterday I found out one of my closest friends is one and I’m unfortunately not in a place to cut contact due to circumstances. She was talking abt how much she hates pages that r like “if u support trump unfollow me” and smth along the lines of “why can’t we all just get along” and this is one of the only places I can publically write a whole ass paragraph abt this soooooo: if u support trump don’t follow me. In fact, u can even block me and never hear from me again :) u would be doing both of us a huge favor so I highly encourage it ;)
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aromanticofficial · 14 hours ago
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YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT FOREVER!!!! YOU DON'T NEED TO ASK PERMISSION TO EXIST I PROMISE YOU PLEASE
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cryingbard · 3 days ago
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"If you wanted me dead,
you should have just said
Nothing makes me feel more alive."
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denhera · 1 day ago
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What if I killed myself over this? Just kidding. I know you wouldn't care
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talon-dragonbeast · 3 days ago
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today i had a realization that kinda freaked me out at first and now has me feeling incredibly sad. so i live in a pretty cold place, right? the coldest in the region actually. the town is always covered in mist and clouds, and in winter it can get so cold it snows. so, heres what i realized today:
the trees. theyre still green.
i cant explain how disturbing this seems to me. green trees in november. yesterday the maximum temperature was 19 °C, and i dont know how that translates to fahrenheit but let me tell you that its pretty fucking warm for autumn. im not even sure if its going to snow this year. thats bonkers.
as a being from nature, this has me feeling actually nauseous. like i know im not the most connected to nature guy in existence, but even i can tell when something feels off. something has gone terribly wrong here, and i dont know what to do about it. fuck.
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officeobject · 2 days ago
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If you want me to scare you away from me, just say it, and I'll do it (can scare people away very fast).
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poempoetryandmore · 3 days ago
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