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niagarafallsprincess: maddigonzalez: Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick is now available as a PDF for digital download. “I Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick: An Autobio Zine” debuted at Twin Cities Zinefest 2013. It is a 15-page black-and-white zine
swindledagain: pitchforkreviews: THIS HUSKY HEARS THE BABY CRYING SO IT LULLS IT OH MY GOD I’M SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO START CRYING “Baby sad?” “No, sad baby, oh no, no sad” “Sing? Make not sad? Sing baby?” “Sing sad baby. Baby not sad.
maddigonzalez: I Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick is now available as a PDF for digital download. “I Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick: An Autobio Zine” debuted at Twin Cities Zinefest 2013. It is a 15-page black-and-white zine based on mental and
So….. My hard drive of my old computer was complete toast. The guy that I took it to tried everything that he cold but could not save any of my files. *Sad little* That being said I will have to remake the content that I had on my computer
i matter so little to some of my exfriends that they don’t even have me on facebook anymore. I’m not even worth someone trying to passively check up on. I know that they’ve been shitty to me. I know that they will probably never speak
Does anyone here who’s trans go through phases where you really can’t look at yourself in the mirror because you dont look at all like you want to? Because that’s happening to me rn and its not good
I can’t tell if it’s worth contacting a few people and just be like “hey are we still friends? if we’re not can I please defriend you from everything and move on?” but last time I did anything like that I was “giving
I’m not even triggered over this btw. If that makes anyone feel better. I’m just… very upset. It reminds me about how unsafe I can be if I talk about my experiences with SI with the wrong people. And I know Morgan wouldn’t
took awhile but I can finally initiate touching, which is cool. I’m still not totally comfy being close to people that aren’t my SO at the moment, because when people touch me I get this weird burning sensation where they touch me. It’s
ahhh this is so fucking ridiculous I went through so much fucking shit and I am graduating and it’s going to be like a 3.8 or some shit this is great but no my brain is not able to look past this
Things are not really great right now. I dont really know what to do and I’m scared.
moving on from this whole assault business is weird. bc now I’m not breaking down every two seconds, but I feel… nothing. I don’t feel positive or negative. I don’t want to try and have sex again, because I don’t
I’m not doing well and I know the logical step is “talk to someone,” but I’m so scared to let someone in. the people i’ve let in have assaulted me and abandoned me and assumed I was too much trouble and I don’t know
stares up at ceiling am I supposed to try and chase my old self from before the assault or form a new version of myself? I’m not trying to be profound here, I just have no idea. I lost a part of myself and don’t know if I should be mourning
apportion: Sometimes you miss the memories, not the person.
nsfw text, mentioned after effects of assault etc I hate feeling broken. and there’s not really a reason to feel broken, but I still do. even having sex now is me going “I don’t react how I used to I don’t feel the way I used
the weather’s getting colder and all I can think about is how this time, last year, I had two pairs of hands. two bodies. two directions of kind words being able to hold me in place. I miss the sensations, but I will not miss you. I will still
I’m realizing how inadequate I am at my job, because it’s part-time. I can’t support my students at the capacity I want to and I’m just so fucking pissed off. I hate that I’m not working at the level I want to. I hate
my birthday is going to get forgotten about and I’m not okay with it, but I accepted it? it happens a lot, because of it being so close to christmas (which probably explains why I am so caustic during this season, sorry), but I just wanted to
Today has not been a good day then again I don’t really have good days so. Its whatever I guess.
lmao why am I trying to go out tonight I really just want to curl up and cry or be self destructive, because I can’t produce anger right now. I’m not angry. I don’t really feel anything and that’s usually the sign that I’m
I feel hideous rn and its really bad I usually am fine with looking very Italian but other than that whatever but I’m breaking out and I don’t look like how I want and things are not great rn
everything is awful and it’s not even my profession life or anything like that! I’m just a hideous self destructive piece of shit who is legitimately damaged goods this is terrible I am terrible fuck!!!!!!
I was going to make a post and go “hm, why is it that my mental illness has gotten so horrible the past few weeks?” bc I’ve been having a lot more hallucination-y stuff and being absolutely convinced that I was not real/people hate me,
I literally want to die and I feel like nobody really gives a shit? I mean, a few people do. but I’ve wanted to die nonstop for four days and just. haven’t gotten much support. I guess I’m fake and not really mentally ill which is cool?
I think the reason why I don’t want to be alive anymore is because I don’t want to be a victim of abuse anymore. I’m so tired of reacting to things, because of my past abuse. I’m tired of not being able to handle people raising
I’m sorry I haven’t been talking much. I still want to die and I’m tired of saying that and not hearing much in response. I’m just. tired.
so it turns out they’re not renewing my contract and I’m out of a job.I am absolutely terrified and really suicidal right now so I don’t really know what to do.that’s all I guess.
I know it doesn’t mean much, but I’m trying to wrap my head around the fact that not only did I, the queer teacher, got fired today, but so did the math teacher, who’s the only person who isn’t a white person on our faculty. And just. I KNOW
shadowedhills: Someone on Twitter pointed out that the worst part of the year of deaths is not simply that we’ve lost celebrities, but that we’ve lost a whole group of the celebrities who helped an entire generation realize that being different was
wei–wuxian:what are your twenties if not an endless string of the ghosts of who you thought you would become
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sadly the LBGT friendly sci-fi speed dating was fulled
thatnarutobaka: swindledagain: pitchforkreviews: THIS HUSKY HEARS THE BABY CRYING SO IT LULLS IT OH MY GOD I’M SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO START CRYING “Baby sad?” “No, sad baby, oh no, no sad” “Sing? Make not sad? Sing baby?” “Sing sad baby.
maddigonzalez: Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick is now available as a PDF for digital download. “I Am Not Sad, I Am Not Sick: An Autobio Zine” debuted at Twin Cities Zinefest 2013. It is a 15-page black-and-white zine based on mental and
There’s nothing the author could say that could justify her character straight up lying about a man raping his daughter. There’s nothing that could justify this girl’s boyfriend killing her,accidental or not, and staging it as a suicide
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venula: thing i would like to do: kiss your face kiss not your face see you smile always idk buy you things make you mac and cheese learn all your favourite songs tell you that u r a cutie have a sleepover without sleep u feel me etc
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Kinda really sad and fucked up when you find out you didn’t mean as much as you thought you did to people that are no longer really part of your life. Kinda really fucked up my day.
92: Three things that you’ve done in your life that you regret doing / not doing.
I think I’d like very much to not wake up tomorrow.
Not gonna get any sexuals for at least three weeks. Ugh noooo.
got more stretch marks, v sad day
Photo: I Cry Alone by Incredi http://incredi.deviantart.com/art/I-cry-alone-61047367 I’m not dark nor handsome, tall nor thin. Never sought after, never the one who wins. Attractive is a foreign word to me, They should lock my door and throw
not-sad-just-angsty: she comes to mind…
Would be so nice if the only thing thick about this body were the thighs. But its not s choice and kow it’s the tummy so it is what it is.
Not enough single malt in my coffee.
Not to be a slut or anything. It’s just that there’s to much space under the blanket in my sofa..
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Not afraid. on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/77878288/via/Meliiindaa_
Not anymore on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/93596710?utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=image_share&utm_source=tumblr
Not sure for how long i can take this on We Heart It.
Not sad. Glad! 😈😈🔐
I get so sad when a man can’t talk dirty to me *cries*
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rosewater1997:Love all my sensitive girls who make the most mundane things seem vastly more intimate and romantic it’s me I cry every day
