#messages to myself

[only-knives]

going from "i kinda really wanna die bc of the stress of moving out" to "if i stay here i am going to die from abuse/neglect" within the day is um. wild, actually.

like. if i could die either way. why not do the thing that gives me a chance at a life i deserve. don't really wanna die here. didn't survive all i've been through to die here. the bar is so low but... maybe at rock bottom you gotta pull yourself up by the lowest rung.

and maybe that's okay. maybe that's enough.

[manyminded]

hey. I dunno who needs to hear this today. but

you are not wrong for getting better. You are not betraying our community. you are not a bad person for trying to prevent others from falling into it. you are not hurting anyone by easing the pain for yourself.

disability is a hard, hard thing. being able to climb up to feeling better, tooth and nail, is an incredibly difficult process. but abled people tend to forget that there is a community here. there is a home to this pain. it has shaped us and our lives. our identities might be forever impacted by that.

you are not forgoing that by healing. it’s okay to get better. it’s okay to work towards being better. you are not betraying, forgetting, or abandoning us. it can be hard not to target yourself or others about this ‘crime,’ but I want you to know that it’s okay.

I believe in you.

[intersexfairy]

i get so sad after i make art and i don't understand why. i guess i just feel like... it's pretty but it's pointless. it doesn't do anything. it just sits there. why can't i be able to get a regular job.

*insert 30 minutes of profound realization here*

...maybe all the other life paths were taken away because i was meant to be an artist. it's all i've ever wanted to do. all i've ever wanted. but society got to me, trauma got to me. i kept trying to be someone i'm not, trying to get a regular job. it didn't work.

i was meant to be an artist. i don't have to try to be anything else. all it'll bring me is pain. if i were able to work a regular job, i'd probably be so unhappy. so unfulfilled, on the inside, no matter if i got a job i enjoyed. i'd just feel a hole inside me. maybe that's what the hole inside me i've been feeling all along is: repressed creativity.

[ex0rin]

i need to remember to change Cap A to Cap Carter in my Rumlow/ Torres fic from a billion years ago so that it works in the What If...? Internship series (this is a note to me, don't worry about interacting it'll be deleted once i've fixed it)

[kxngshxt]

Daily Affirmations: I’m a big dawg, I do big dawg shxt.

[honestlydarkprincess]

babygirl (gn) maybe your tummy hurts because your breakfast consisted of coffee and anti-depressants

[juicystarfruit]

Need this reblogged constantly.

~~Let me have my non-binary smut and eat it too, god damn it.~~

if it's good enough for you, then it deserves to be made. don't let anyone else decide if your story is worth it or not.

[defense-lawyer]

i’m so HAPPYYYYY everything feels and looks and just IS different in a better way

i actually feel like a human person but more importantly like ME !! MYSELF !!!! i feel like i’ve remembered my sense of self and now it feels so silly to have ever needed a reminder in the first place.. like “oh, of course this is the shape of my soul. how could i ever forget?”

[popcorn-milk]

“shut up challenge” “i need to shut up” “im going to shut up now” No. always keep talking. there is space for your words

[kxngshxt]

X

[manyminded]

If I say life is gonna be okay and good and beautiful enough times maybe I’ll believe it. And if I believe it it’ll be true.

[intersexfairy]

hey man, hey. you're basically just a collection of elementary particles (albeit you posess what we call sentience). what makes you up is the same thing that makes up everything else. everything you love. everything you hate. everything you don't have strong feelings toward, or just don't know about yet. everything you will never, ever know.

you are permanently connected to everything around you. even when you die, the stuff that makes you is going to become something else. and then that'll become something else. and so on. your death will result in life, one way or another.

so, you know: there's never been anything uniquely wrong with you; what could ever be fundamentally wrong about a bunch of stuff? you've never been alone; how could you ever be truly isolated when all that surrounds you and is fundamentally the same thing as you?

also, maybe it's not a case of how much anything "matters." maybe you can just accept you exist, and in some form, you probably always will. maybe just existing and exploring life is enough. what does the heat death of the universe care for anything different?

even so, if existence is meaningless on a cosmic scale (keyword: if), why not at least enjoy it? does meaning really need to be inherent? or can whatever matters to you just simply exist like that, too?

[markavellixx]

You are not meant to be friends with most people. Accept that fact and just be a good person with 0 expectations. (Messages to myself)

[roomselfcontain2]

Tastefully finished and spacious selfcontain apartment in a serene and secured environment with steady light and water, good access to the house,very close to the road.free air condition (split unit) attached to the apartment pop modern console automatic shower

[denimdepression]

stop treating tumblr like a skinner box and think of it as your daily correspondence

[finalgirljesus]

are you bisexual. have you been bisexual. Will you be bisexual. when will you be bisexual