For Future Reference Because I Will Need Them To Convey My Emotions Over Text Since I'm Bad At Words

It's interesting what can spark a suppressed memory and fear.

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT TRUMP DID NOT SAVE TIKTOK!! THIS WAS ALL A STUNT TO MAKE HIM LOOK GOOD!!

PAY ATTENTION TO WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT!!

Please! “Reblog” if you support their love. 🏳️‍🌈❤️

“you see, that’s what abuse does to you, you know. it made me this sticking plaster for all of life’s weirdos. this open wound for them to sniff at. I knew she was mad and I knew she was dangerous. but she flattered me and that was enough.”

— baby reindeer

when a Netflix show gives you an answer that therapy hasn’t been able to give, you need to hit pause and contemplate a bit. why have I always attracted the crazy ones? the ones that any “normal” person would see from afar and turn the other way. why have I, though, ran up to them and invited them in? why have I sat nights studying their hearts and minds and telling them they are not shitty people when all evidence tells otherwise. why did I make myself some sort of remand home? why didn’t I believe people when they told me how horrible they were as people? when they showed me? how is it that I always managed to attract them? a sticking plaster for all of life’s weirdos. how to stop being one? but also if you believe you are one of them too, wouldn’t you want to be around them? because you know you don’t belong with the “normal” ones. they don’t get the messy parts, the deranged parts, the problematic, concerning, twisty parts of you. the crazies do. they see those parts of you and they don’t make you feel bad about it and they validate you. so maybe that’s why you let them sniff at you like an open wound. but you know there has to be a difference, a clear demarcation between crazies and weirdos with a good heart and kind soul and those with a rotten heart and a bloody soul. I know there is. I am that difference.

They are so damn cute!!! ❤❤

i love you.

love in the air | episode 7

Well isn't that something...

If you were "a pleasure to have in class" youre now queer and severely mentally ill

This is beautiful ❤

If you want to feel a little hope, consider dropping by r/fednews. They're getting angry and sharing the emails and memos they've been getting.

I act out in hopes that I won't be left alone. I speak loudly in hopes that people will listen. I take fast in hopes that I don't bore people. I say everything I can in hopes that people won't forget. I do so much to try and have friends but at the end of the day I'm just the weird girl who says unhinged stuff. I just want to not feel alone for once. I want to be able to do the things I dream about with someone else. I sacrifice what I want so that someone will stick with me, but I never get that in return. I let them treat me like shit because at least they acknowledge me. I'm alone even when I'm surrounded by my friends because I know they would choose each other over me.