a-life-without-me

It’s alright to go out into the world live your life without me. You exist… and that is enough for me. I don’t need to see you or touch you or hold you. I don’t need to feel your kiss, or see your eyes light up when you smile, or hear your laughter in my ears.
For I have had all those things once… and that is enough.
To know that you exist is enough.
Your happiness is mine and if that means that I never spend another moment in your presence and the thought of me never crosses your mind then I guess this is what you call ‘acceptance’.
This is that moment when I open my hands to the sky and give you to the world. You cannot own a person… and love is a gift given freely with no guarantee of return. That is its most beautiful aspect… its purity; that it exists individually, irrespective of reciprocation.
For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we… but as long as I exist and so do you – know that I will always love you.
This is you. Eyes closed, out in the rain.
You never thought you’d be doing something like this,
you never saw yourself as,
I don’t know how you’d describe it…
Is like one of those people who like looking up at the moon,
who spend hours gazing at the waves or the sunset or…
I guess you know the kind of people I’m talking about.
Maybe you don’t. Anyway, you kind of like being like this,
fighting the cold, feeling the water seep through your shirt
and getting through your skin. And the feel of the ground
growing soft beneath your feet.
And the smell. And the sound of the rain hitting the leaves.
All the things they talked about in the books you haven’t read.
This is you, who would have guessed it? You.
—  Ann, My Life Without Me

anonymous asked:

compliments that aren't about physical appearance?

  • i’m so glad i know you
  • your laugh is contagious
  • you are a source of light in my life
  • you are so caring
  • i trust you
  • you are one of the strongest people i know
  • i love how fun you are to be around
  • you’ve taught me so much
  • i can’t imagine my life without you
  • you make me a better person
  • you are home
  • you make me feel special
  • you deserve so much in this world
  • i admire your passion
  • the world needs more people like you
  • you have such a great taste in music, art, etc.
  • i love the way you love
  • talking to you calms me
  • i love hearing your ideas
  • you treat everything with an open-mind
  • you make me so happy
  • i’m proud of how far you’ve come
  • i don’t want to lose you
  • i admire your passion
  • you make me feel good
  • you’ve helped me
  • you’re so important to me
  • i love how you treat strangers
  • you are brave
  • you are fearless
  • you inspire me
  • you motivate me
  • you make me laugh
  • thank you for being you

Stop leaving the lights on. Stop waiting on me. You will no longer see my face in a place that stops feeling like home.

Stop leaving the lights on. Stop mourning the absence that filled my place. I will not come back to you anymore.

Stop leaving the lights on. It is time to drift off into a dream and wake up to a new day, to a new life, without me.

Stop leaving the lights on.

—  Lukas W. // Stop leaving the lights on
voltron characters with things my family has said
  • Pidge: you may be tall, but i can destroy your life via social media and i think that makes me the winner here
  • Lance: oh no, i agree that i'm a disgusting attempt at a human being, but i'm also beautiful and everyone wants me
  • Keith: y'all want anything from the store? because i'm not getting it for you, bye.
  • Hunk: i say... we ignore the situation... and make pot brownies instead
  • Allura: id be an awful princess-- queen, however, seems much more suitable. that way i can be terrifying and aggressive and not have to excuse myself, ever.
  • Shiro: i just want to go one WEEK without life fucking me up my asshole
  • Coran: im only holding up because anytime something stressful happens, my mind immediately starts playing DMX songs at full blast.
  • Lotor: Dad told me to kill myself so im living very vigorously just to spite him
D.I.P. (Disabled In Public)

Sometimes I really hate being Disabled In Public. Like…. there’s a definitive difference between being disabled and in public and Disabled In Public, and it’s hard to articulate to people who don’t have to experience this phenomenon. Like, yesterday I was at the airport, flying home for summer break. I’m sitting in my wheelchair at the gate, waiting to pre-board, and the gate check woman comes up to me, bends down and puts her hands on her knees, and says, “Gosh! You’re so independent!” I’m 23 years old, I live on my own across the country, and I’m a fucking adult out in public. Yes. I’m independent. How kind of you to notice.

And this happens all the time! I’m fine with people complementing my canes, or the flowers on my chair in passing, but coming up to me, speaking down to me, infantilizing me…. it’s all part of being Disabled In Public. The second I’m out in public I become some sort of attraction to able bodied people. Walking (or rolling) clickbait. And none of my able-bodied friends or family quite understand why I get so frustrated, or why I snap at people.

I was at the mall with my dad yesterday, in my wheelchair, and at least three people stopped me to complement my wheelchair. Which is fine. Except for the third woman, who said in some sort of weird baby talk, “Aw, who did that for you? That was so nice of them!” Uh…. I did that myself. Because, again, I am an adult.

And after this my dad goes, “Gosh, does this happen all the time? It must be so annoying…” to which I’m about to be delighted, before he continues, “…but you’re kind of asking for it by decorating your chair.”

No, I’m not asking for it. I’m accessorizing. People don’t stop everyone else on the street to infantilize them for their accessories. It only happens when you’re Disabled In Public.

And I didn’t really mean to write some kind of essay on the subject, but honestly. Why can’t people leave us alone? I’m not a child, I’m not inspiration porn, I’m just a fucking person out in the world trying to live my fucking life without random people interrupting me to make me feel awkward and singled out and Disabled.

I won’t curse without proper cause.

I won’t curse my ex partners just because we broke up.

But that ex who lied to me for years about who she was and when I called her out for cat-fishing me she called me homophobic? Your ass is cursed.

I won’t curse mean teachers who are mean on the surface but are cool people once you get to know them.

But that teacher who abused her students physically, sexually, mentally, verbally, and emotionally? Yeah get wrecked bitch.

I won’t curse that annoying girl who used to bully me behind my back because frankly her life is shit enough without me adding to it.

But those bullies who beat me down, physically assaulting me because of my hairstyle? Enjoy your illnesses, babes.

I won’t curse people I mildly dislike. I won’t curse people who simply annoy me. I won’t curse people “just because”. I need a reason. A proper cause. Differing opinions, stupidity and ignorance, and annoyance do not count as proper cause. Starting riots that destroy cities? Being bigoted and laughing away those that call you out? Harassing me/my family to no end? Those are proper causes. Those can warrant a curse.

Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and i’m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, they’re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didn’t know each other, but our moms tell us we’ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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Can We Still Be Alone? (NSFW 18+)

A/N: This was inspired by two songs Windswept by Crywolf and Daning On My Own By Robyn (the Hunter Plake and Jack Cassidy version). When I heard them the ideas just started flowing. This is very different from anything I have written. I had @minhosmeanhoe on my mind as I wrote this. Not for any particular reason, she’s just my actual soulmate so I’m dedicating this to her. I really hope you guys like this (: Also, I’m pretty sure I proofread this! (Pretty sure)

Paring: StilesxReader

Warnings: Smut 

Word Count: 4988


Originally posted by fragileheartxxx

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Dear everybody. As some of you know, I have 32 fleeting minutes of happiness per school day during lunch, which has been eaten up again and again by the same… Especially badly dressed student, and I finally thought, you know what? I would rather have the dark, empty nothingness. I really would. It sounds… relaxing. Have a nice life without me, fuckers. - The Edge of Seventeen (2016)