#suicidie
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dollincage · 3 months ago
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not the suicide hotline hanging up on me… tf?
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demonstars · 7 months ago
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DREAM: Love all of you guys and thank you all for a million subscribers! I know I didn't make a video about and I really should've. I just really–couldn't figure out what to say. Any time I started talking about it—even now I'm tearing up—I started crying. That sounds stupid but it's just who I am.
he's come so far :((( and he has never stopped being so soft and gentle and thankful for the support. HAPPY FIVE YEARS OF DREAM.
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unaragazzadaicapellimossi · 7 months ago
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ho paura di non riuscire più a fidarmi delle persone
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brokenobstacless · 2 years ago
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I wonder if anyone will ever choose me.
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gvrestxr · 4 months ago
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Theres two bottles of pills on my dresser and I SWEAR they're speaking to me
So are my blades so let's see how this weekend goes!! :3
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seeker-of-stories19 · 1 year ago
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Ghost who has been through so much and yet nothing haunts him more than the thought of being buried, of clawing his way out of the sandy earth and away from the cloying sweetness of a rotting bug ridden corpse.
Ghost who immediately updates his paperwork after Roba, demanding to be cremated because nothing horrifies him more than the thought of being left to rot slowly trapped in a box forever, even if it would be it’s own divine recompense.
Ghost who loses Soap and tries to fight his family when they demand to have him buried, tries to save Johnny one last time, knows he wanted to be cremated because they agreed if something happened they’d be set free to the winds together. But Johnny never updated his paperwork and his Catholic family isn’t about to be swayed.
Ghost who can’t save his partner even in death and is haunted by the images of Johnnys body breaking down under the earth, crawling with maggots and bugs that thrive in the damp rich soil.
Ghost who sits by Soaps grave and wants nothing more than to bury his hands in the soil and tear his way to Johnny, to hold him a final time or even to remain in the earth with him until his air is used up and he too can rot in peace until all that’s left is their bones intertwined forever.
Ghost who’s been through every level of hell and nothing scared him more than being buried until now- suddenly spending eternity without Johnny is an entirely worse thought than being entombed in the earth.
So he updates his paperwork, unwilling to make the same mistake Soap did in thinking he had time to do it later. He can already feel the familiar shadow of death stalking him and he has a feeling it won’t be long before he’s buried again.
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darkrider96 · 8 months ago
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Tan mal estoy, ya nisiquiera puedo expresar lo que siento en tumblr, el unico lugar que me queda para plasmar cada emocion, y cada sentimiento de mi sufrimiento diario... Tan solo en esta lucha que me asusta pensar en como termina todo esto.
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libellula92 · 1 year ago
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Forse qualcuno si preoccuperà quando ormai sarà tardi.
Tutti ti vedono andare giù e nessuno ti allunga una mano.
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shut up and leave me alone! i need to lie down and fantasize about my death for 2 hours
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tubbytarchia · 1 month ago
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wait aren’t you the guy who has posted a few times about how you dislike other fandom members by name? cos i definitely remember that you’ve posted other times about like, not wanting certain artists to be successful, by name, and deleting it
i absolute agree you shouldn’t be vague posting people, posting on tumblr about disliking strangers is super rude, but like… pot kettle no?
I have never said I didn't want someone to be successful, there is one artist I have mentioned by name once, the one or two other posts I made about them were to answer anons, none of them were meant to stay up for long, and I NEVER maintagged it. Because my personal opinions, especially of that sort aren't meant for anyone but my following. I made that post talking about the general state of art within the CC circles and yes, I did voice opinions of not liking a specific artist and why, but I did also say that I'm glad they're doing successful and that they deserve to do well, regardless of my personal opinion
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dollincage · 3 months ago
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the worst part about attempting suicide is the aftermath. seeing my loved ones crying on my hospital bed telling me how much they love me. I’m feeling guilty but at the same time I wish I was dead.
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katerinaaqu · 18 days ago
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They say that “Uneasy Lies the Head that Bears the Crown”, words I have so emptily read in my life as a student in what it seems like an eternity ago. Little did I know how deeply these words would affect my future life and much less had I known how uneasy lay the head that bore a different type of crown; the crown made of thorns and nails, elaborately made and adorned the head of guilty conscious and unbearable pain. Even less had I known how uneasy lay that head of my poor late husband, deeply into the phenomenal safety of his own chambers, under the thick cover of the night that drive us all to the false impression that we are isolated and alone. The least of all have I known the uneasy rest of that self-crowned by pain head; the way he slept lost in the world of sleep; seeing a mixture of dream and memory…
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This story is somehow a sequel to Hidden Truth Prequel- The Peak of Madness and acts as a filler story between the prequel fic and the main storyline of the comics I am working on with my friend @yararts
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unaragazzadaicapellimossi · 10 months ago
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ho bisogno di parlare con qualcuno di speciale, in modo libero e sincero
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brokenobstacless · 11 months ago
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my-sadness-and-me · 9 months ago
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Ho bisogno di farmi del male, in qualunque modo
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chaotichyperfixations · 15 days ago
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Mom got onto me for my scores and shit and said its all horrible then ended with "but im not mad!" Ok sure buddy. My brain convinces ne you hate my fuckin guts !!! I hate my fickin guts!!!! Im an honors studen. What the hell. Why cant I handle time managemnet like a normal fucking human being. NnnOOOOOO nnononono why should you BE A GOOD STUDENT???? procrastinate and ponder suicide because of that! Multiple times a day, at that!
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