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me to thousands of strangers on the internet: im suicidal
me with my personal therapist that i pay to listen to my problems: like i guess….. im kinda not happy…. with living and all…. god this is embarrassing…. sorry
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Sure, sure… Just leave your suicidal daughter home alone with direct access to blades, matches, and belts. No really, that seems like a good idea.
REBLOG FOR AWARENESS! It’s that time of year again. The time of year where we celebration Pan Visibility Day.
May 24th I will open up the submission box so all of you lovelies can submit your selfies, stories, experiences, words of wisdom, art work or other pan related posts here and I will post them here.
Rules: Please keep it clean no nudes or explicit content, I have followers under 18 please respect that. Also please only submit original content. Nothing offensive either. Also you must be pansexual or panromantic (you can have other labels yes so someone who is panromantic ____sexual or pansexual ______romanitcs can submit, yes) Allies may not submit.
Please note that if I get enough posts to go past the post limit here on Tumblr I will continue to post all the submissions submitted before May 24th 11:59 pm PST until they are all gone.
I’m so sorry…
Because of me,
Genetically,
You’ll be,
Pre-disposed to be,
A depressed alcoholic…
And for that,
I’m truly sorry…
Because of me,
You’re ability,
To lie to everybody,
Claiming to be,
“Fine,
Ok,
Or
Happy”
Will be,
Oscar worthy,
That even me,
As your Daddy,
Will ask you,
“Really,
How are you?”,
And
You’ll be able to lie,
Right in front of me,
Smiling,
While on the inside,
Emotionally,
You’re dying…
And I’m so sorry for that…
(That last verse tears formed in my eyes,
I’m truly sorry you guys,
My future kids,
With bad genes like mine,
It might be a sign,
Not to reproduce,
But I really want to meet you/y'all,
And take care of you/y'all,
And help you/y'all,
When you begin to fall,
Or start walking down the longest,
Loneliest hall,
Known to all,
As depression…
I’ll walk with you/y'all,
Hand and hand,
Down this hall,
Teaching y'all,
Together,
As one,
We can conquer,
All…)
JihbazFubyok (via jihbazfubyok)
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I don’t hate you,” she whispered. “I can’t hate you. I wish I did. I wish I could scream and punch walls and burn everything with you in it because I hate you so much. But I don’t. And that’s the worst part. I love you. God, do I love you, even now, even when you walked away and shattered me like glass. And it’s ripping me apart.
(via lovefreeanddiehard)
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I tried to keep my heart guarded while at the same time trying not to catch feelings for you, because I knew that in the end it was all going to led to heartbreak
But nothing helped… (via jasjasmarquez)
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Please reblog if you think therapists should respect pronouns
My therapist (I have therapy for my depression and sociopath tendencies) believes I’m just “really gay” instead of transgender, and that “I’m too young to know”. Everyone’s url who reblogs this will be put into a notebook and given to her. I’m giving it to her May 1st, 2016.