#i deserve to be in pain

[hehehuhuhihi]

toh aaj mandir mein pandit ji ko ek bachche ne sawal kiya tha ki ye maala mein bhi pehenlu? (Unhone tulsi mala pehni huii thi)

Toh bhai unhone kaha ki haa beta jarur pehn le , or phir uss bachche ke sirr par hath ferne lage

Bachha bola ki ye pehnne par mujhe 13 ka table yaad ho jaega?

Pandit ji ne kaha nahi ! Agar karm kroge yaniki achhe se 13 ka pahada yad kroge toh jarur yaad hoga! Agar mala pehn lene se matr sab kuch theek ho jaye toh phir aaj sab iss mala mein lipte hote!

Bachha - toh aapne kyu pehni hai

Pandit ji - ye maala mujhe meri maa se battmizzi krne se rokti hai, ye mala meri lakshman rekha hai, jab bhi koi galat kaam krne ki Or bdhta hu toh yye mala se yaad aata hai ki mere prabhu dekh rahe hai mujhe

[sleep-deprived-mf]

imagining myself dead in some of the worst ways possible because why the fuck not lmaoo

[oggirlboss]

[necroticghost]

everything is pointless. I won't be around anyway, so why even try? dreams, connections, engaging in interests, buying stuff. all pointless. I shouldn't even be allowed to do anything except being alone in my own misery with no distractions so I can feel the most pain possible. I should be constantly bullied and hurt and never let free so that I never experience any joy whatsoever. no one should ever be allowed near me since I destroy everything I touch. I waste everyone's time and energy. I shouldn't even be allowed to eat, those people worked hard to prepare the food and then it gets wasted on someone like me. I hope my suffering never ends. fuck, I even feel like a burden posting this here. I'm so sorry for being around. I'm so sorry that I was born. I constantly tell myself that I'll disappear bit by bit and yet I still find myself existing here and and there. I'm so sorry that I'm failing at going away as well. I don't know what else to do and I'm losing my mind. how can I completely erase my existence? I already took so many steps to make sure I'm barely seen or heard and yet I still catch myself out of the shadows. so please, I'm begging on my knees and in all seriousness, can I burden someone one last time with something? I'm begging, someone please just take my life already, I don't have the strength to do it myself...

[scrimple]

It doesn’t matter when I self-destruct because at least I’m not hurting anyone else

[erifefism]

vent 2

tbh I feel like me being traumatized is something I deserve, because ever since I was 14 years old I always attention-seek for help from my 17 year old and 18 year old friends yet i deserve it whenever they blame me and exploit me, it's like they hate me and want me dead so I did for them but they switched after that happened they hated me more and more then I began to call myself such a sorrow dirty fucker

like tbh I always deserve it, I deserve it. but I just have to act fine I am fine I don't wanna act vulnerable infront of people I js don't need any help or saving I can get through this I am fine. really, I am fine.

[sadd-and-confusedd]

Dreaming about cutting myself... maybe I should just give in and relapse

[dedf1shs-wife]

*listening to Resurrection by Erection at 1am*

I KNOW HOW THEY BROUGHT DEDF1SH BACK

[loonylau]

knify goes stab stab :3

[nachfo]

I fucked up. I fucked up real this time. I didn't mean it. I didn't mean that to happen. I just wanted everything to go well. I wasn't careful enough, I should have known. It wasn't my fault, it was an accident. Then why do I feel responsible for it? Why do I feel it's my fault? I didn't mean to hurt him it was a mistake. It was my fault.

I can't look at myself in the mirrors. It's hard to look. I see another person, someone I don't want to be. Someone I hate. But that person on the other side of the mirror is who I am, and everything else is a facade. A lie. I have no life, I don't want to leave my room. I just want to lock the door and never leave again. I don't want anyone to knock on it, I don't want anyone to call my name. I want to die, alone, so nobody sees. I'm selfish, for thinking everything is fine, for lying to the people I love, for putting on a facade whenever I talk. I hate it, I hate you, the person looking on the other side. I hate me.

I just stay every day, sitting in front of a computer, waiting for something to happen. waiting for something to change. Pretending I'm someone who I'm not. Pretending to be fine. Pretending to be happy. Pretending to be sad. Pretending to understand. Pretending to have everything under control. Finding a place where I can just escape. And still, I mess everything up.

Sometimes, I wish I had it worse. I wish to feel bad, to feel like nothing. So to not care about anything, to have an excuse. I don't have a reason to feel bad, I don't have a reason to feel sad. I have a happy life, I have everything I could want and still, I'm here crying every night on my bed. It's selfish, and arrogant, to think I have it as bad even worse than other people. That I need the same help, that I need the same attention. I don't deserve that. it's just a lie. A lie I have made myself believe. I lie I have made everyone else believe. I'm nothing but a lie. protected by a screen.

Sometimes, I don't know if I'm protecting myself from others, or if I'm protecting others from myself.

Its a lie

all a lie

I fucked up, and I cant forgive. I cant forgive him. That person that looks at me back. That person is on the other side of the mirror. Me…

[isatohlee]

He deserves to sleep comfortably in his mother’s arms after all he’s gone through

[mirensiart]

pain sharing curse au feat mornings and bed hair

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it took me a week but finally it’s done lol a small light hearted comic before The Dad Talk between legend & time

also, twilight doesn’t really react cause his pain tolerance is insane lmao he’s just vibing with his (stolen) apple

[tagerrkix]

rage.

[siriustar8]

Headache - @jegulus-microfic - 235 words

Regulus had the worst migraines ever.

Whenever he as much as passed by a crowd of loud gryffindors, walked the grounds when it's sunny, or played a long match of quidditch, he always ended up with his head pounding and eyes watering, unable to move or speak. He would need complete silence, as little light as possible, and a long nap. 

When he started dating James, extroverted cheery bubbly James, he thought he would need to keep his distance whenever his temples started to hurt. 

But to his surprise, the moment he mentionned having a headache in the middle of the Halloween party, James dropped everything and pulled him gently towards his dorm room.

He closed the curtains, fluffed up the pillows, and pushed Regulus softly on the bed before tucking him in. 

"Would you like me to stay with you, or do you prefer being alone?"

"James, it's fine. You can go back to your party. I'll just sleep it off."

The frown on James' face was too adorable, when he responded: 

"Baby, that's not what I asked you."

Regulus couldn't deny that the mere thought of his head on James' chest already made the tension in his head lighter, so he pulled his boyfriend by the sleeve and settled next to him, content despite the pain.

Honestly, Regulus should've known that James would be considerate and lovely. It was James after all.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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[hinamie]

just looking at these hand poses was enough to give me carpal tunnel and that's how u know they're prime megu material