i need you please never leave me

3

You should never feel ashamed for any sort of mental illness you may have or the medication you need to take to help you function. “Normal” people rely on the same stuff, yours just happens to be store bought.

Based off this post. I have both depression and anxiety so that quote made me feel a little better about the fact that my brain is wired differently. I hope it might help other people as well.

Find it in the shop: [link]

Please do not repost, reblog instead and leave all artists comments intact, thank you!

We may not get to see each other everyday. I am unable to hold you in my arms every night. But my heart knows that you are the one, and I will never let go.
instagram

Tupac’s first verse from “Keep Ya Head Up” 👑🙌🏿🙏🏿❤️

“Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don’t nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don’t cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don’t forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain’t nothin’ don’t believe him
And if he can’t learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don’t need him
And I ain’t tryin to gash up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it’s time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can’t make one
……He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you’re fed up ladies, but you gotta keep your head up”

Made with Instagram
I just want to get out of here. I want to call you and tell you everything that’s wrong and i want you to tell me that its going to be okay. I need you to tell me its going to be okay.
You get the worst of me. The fucking yelling when anger breaks out of a cage that was never locked in the first place, I guess I’ve got my priorities all fucked up again. The hate you but don’t leave me, I just need you to be unconditional, I just need you to stick it out for me. Thick or thin, please tell me that you’ll always be my friend. The attitudes and arguments, darling, I don’t mean any of it. The truth is I’ve got much to learn and that I’m still learning about myself. So please don’t go.
—  To our best friends

“You know, you can use music, you can use this show. I want you to know that whatever it is that you brought into this place, whatever baggage, whatever thing you’re working through, you can use music, you can use this show to leave it all here tonight and start fresh. Never forget to start over, please never forget. You can start over if you need, doesn’t matter what you’ve done.” – Tyler Joseph

for best experience, listen with headphones in and close your eyes.

I was like a drug to you. You used me to forget the sound of her voice and the way she smiled. You used me to ease the pain that was in your chest. And in the process you became my drug. I’m addicted now and I’m afraid no one will ever compare to the high you gave me.
Don’t call me at night telling me that you miss me. Don’t give me false hope about us, I don’t need that anymore. Please, set me free into the wind and to never return again.
—  cxrvisvbel

“Leave me,” she managed to tell.
“It’s okay, I don’t need you at times like this. I don’t want you here. I don’t want you seeing me like this so please just go. Go the hell wherever you want,” she exclaimed without her voice breaking.

He looked into her eyes directly and he felt a pang of pain. He took a few steps back, shook his head and walked away from her. It was terrifying—to open yourself up to someone, especially if that person loves you; especially if that person will still love you no matter what. It will only make you think like you are so worthy of love but you are not.

She is nothing but darkness and she knows he has always been afraid of the dark. She cried silently, she could hear the destruction of her heart loudly. She was right; he was like everybody else. She cried herself to sleep that night and hoped to God she won’t wake up the next morning. But she did. She woke up with a dizzy feeling. Her head feeling so light it feels like a balloon being flown to the sky, her heart feeling so drenched like a plant that’s being left in the desert. When she opened the door, she saw him there, looking soulfully at her.

“What are you doing here?”
“You’re probably thinking I was flighty last night and that I left you alone. For starters, yes I did leave you alone because you asked me to. I know you can’t handle that thing that’s going in your head but I still want you to know I don’t want to save you. Because if I save you, I will be your new source of dark days. That is why I let you be on your own last night. I want you to realize how important am I to you so I made you think that I am just like everybody else because I want you to know that I am not. I am here, goddammit,” he paused. He made a deep sigh.

“I am here and I am not going anywhere. You want to know why? I simply love you. No, it’s not simple, it is pretty much complicated in the best way but I want you to know that I am staying. I don’t care what happened in your past, I don’t care about your flaws, when will you ever see that? I love you—in ways you cannot think I can. I know you’re scared and that’s okay. Just please, choose to be scared with me. I am scared too so let’s be scared together.”

—  s.a., of terrified hearts and calloused hands
3

everyone, please enjoy some hope lovee <33

And the more I beg God to bring you back to me the more you fade away.
—  Please, I don’t think I can live without you.

i’m gonna back up my own snarky comments and release a bunch of headcanons/prompts into the world because i’ll probably never write them and i’d love for you (yes, you!) to write them for me.

So…SOMEBODY WRITE ME ONE OR ANY OF THESE PRETTY PLEASE. NO PERMISSION NEEDED.

  • some guy that was proximate bros with jack and kent in the Q gets traded to the Falcs and brings about some goddamn reconciliation between jack and kent. not like they’re gonna be BFFs again, but maybe they can just sit and talk together and no one leaves the conversation in tears?
  • bitty and his sex hang-ups. he had so many. where do i start? how does jack help him? this has the potential to be the sweetest fic ever. it really doesn’t need to be smutty at all, tbh. i just have thoughts about bitty being a little scared and a lot overwhelmed by sex even though he’s READY, HE’S SO READY.
  • snowy keeps faking muscle cramps to see the cute trainer and all of the falcs are on to him, but want to see him pick up. so instead of calling him on his shit they try to quietly orchestrate more meetings between trainer and snowy. it’s a disaster. @whiskeytangofrogman WROTE THE THING
  • kent accidentally on purpose becomes a silent donor to an animal shelter after the aces do one of those paws and players calendars. he visits on days they don’t have games and loves that the staff either don’t give a shit about him or don’t really know who is because it means he can just hang out in the cattery with a feather wand for hours with no one bothering him. somewhere along the way, he falls in love with the grumpiest cat ever and adopts her. also, not to be too particular but he definitely 100% falls in love with the cute boy who manages the cattery. ETA: i can consult on all shelter details - i worked in one for about a year. also, i should probably just write this fic myself.
  • more child-free zimbits who are loving life with just the two of them. they babysit their teammates kids all the time, but have zero interest in their own. PLEASE. 
  • more fics exploring career options beyond bakeries for bitty!! or more fics that talk about how hard it is to really break into a career after college if you don’t have many connections or ideas about what you want to do. bitty isn’t much of a long-term planner, so i feel like graduation is gonna take him by surprise. what’s his stopgap job? does the future of his career terrify him? does he cry when he realizes how useless an american studies degree is going to be? don’t worry, bits, all degrees are useless.