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Little Suicidal Girl

@thelittlesuicidalgirl

Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.
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You can’t allow yourself to look at your life like a pattern. I know that once you’ve been constantly rejected it seems like you’ll always be rejected. You can’t know that. Life is erratic. Things will happen when you least expect it and you have to have faith in that. You have to remember that life is unpredictable and sometimes that’s to your disadvantage but other times that will be your saving grace.

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science side of tumblr why do all of us mentally ill ppl like storms so much

@revelationed said: Rain/moving water has negative ions which cause a biochemical reaction that reduces stress. It’s the same reason people feel more at peace on beaches or by waterfalls. We spend most of our lives surrounded by positive ions created by electronics and recirculated air. A study by Columbia University showed that negative ions can have the same affect as antidepressants.

thank u science side of tumblr

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thewinterotter

ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW

All the more reason for me to start practicing weather magick. ☔⚡

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witchynights

I LOVE THIS

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little-miss-tragedy
Sometimes, I don’t want to get better. I want to wrap myself in the familiar blanket of gray and mental illness. I want to brew tea with these bags under my eyes, and enjoy the feeling of knowing the next step of my mental break down. I want to paint my body red and finally be something beautiful to look out. You see—recovery isn’t an instagram hashtag. Recovery isn’t green tea and avocado on toast with chia seeds. Recovery isn’t before and after pictures, sponsorships, and Sunday yoga. Recovery is crying before class, and then going anyway—because your therapist reminded you that you just cannot let your mental illness ruin every part of your life. Recovery is looking at your scars longingly, missing the feeling of breathing easy for just a minute. Recovery is telling them that you’re doing well, because no one wants to hear about your sadness for the umpteenth time. Recovery is forcing yourself to go the gym in the morning, because that’s what “good” mentally ill people do, right? Because you can’t recover without looking beautiful, right? It’s actually about health, though, right? It’s not about the fact that no one wants to listen to you if you’re not easy on the eyes. So I guess that this isn’t actually recovery either. Honestly, I don’t know what recovery is, but I do know that it’s been six months since I’ve last sucked on ice cubes for dinner; it’s been one month since I’ve added new tally marks to scoreboard I’m keeping on my arm. So yeah, sometimes I don’t want to get better, but I do it anyway, because that’s what recovery is—never giving up, even if it means giving up your sense of identity and having to find a new one.

better nights are to come, i hope (16/52) by (DS)

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Det lyder SÅ kliché, men jeg kunne virkelig godt tænke mig en
En, der har lyst til mig
En, som holder min hånd som i 3. Klasse
En, der knepper livet ud af mig og putter med mig bagefter
En, som har lyst til at tilbringe sin søndag med mig
En, som nusser mit hår
En, der siger når jeg skal tage mig sammen
Men også en, som bare holder om mig og lytter til mit klynkeri
En, der får mig til at føle