So many have it worse than you, so don't be so upset.
Depression is so stupid, just the same as false regret.
Anxiety? Oh, what a joke. You just don't want to fail.
Hallucinations? What a crazy, funny little tale.
Darling, you're pathetic. Take the blade off of your skin.
You're such a little wannabe, don't let your sorrow win.
Suicide is stupid, and a sin, oh, don't you see?
Come on, just respond, love, why are you ignoring me?
...
Today I heard you passed away. I'm sorry for your pain.
If only others knew the way I did-- you weren't insane.
If only you had known, my love, how much your soul was worth...
But honestly, you should've smile
Fat Girls Shouldn't Wear Shorts by BlueLionEyes, literature
Literature
Fat Girls Shouldn't Wear Shorts
Fat girls should not wear shorts
to "show off their curves"
or "display their legs"
because thick thighs
do not actually
save lives.
They should not wear shorts
because everyone will
gawk and talk
and hope they can
mentally erase the image
of chubby legs and wide hips
rubbing together.
There must have been a reason
they were watching your back
in the first place,
anyway.
Fat girls should not wear clothing
that does not suit
their body type.
Throw on a sweatshirt
and feel like a prisoner
in a cotton cage.
Let yourself become
"one" with your
insecurity.
Never dare to wear revealing clothes
because no one is attracted to
repulsive, ample
Depression isn’t true, my dear
Depression isn’t real.
It’s just a silly tragedy
You’ve forced yourself to feel.
Anxiety is fake, my friend
You wonder why it’s there.
But others have it worse than you!
Stop forming false despair.
Cutting is dramatic, love,
It’s ugly, and it’s dumb.
Why not just get over it?
Is the attention fun?
Suicide is stupid, dear,
And selfish, if I may.
Get over yourself, darling,
Can you hear these things I say?
Why aren’t you replying, love?
Oh, where could you have gone?
I never meant to hurt you, love,
Did I say something wrong?
Why aren’t you replying, dear
When I was seven, I was diagnosed with emotions.
"Poor girl." I heard them say. "She'll never survive this one."
I laid with my face towards the ceiling on the cold examination table, listening to them discuss my fate. I felt something breaking in my chest and something burning inside my throat. A small tear slipped down my cheek.
"Doctor! Look at this!" Shrieked my mother, "Something is coming out of her eye."
The doctor rushed over to me and wiped the tear from my cheek. He touched the top of my head as he whispered, "I am so sorry." And then he turned to my mother. "It's a tear. It means that she is sad."
"Sad?" My mother asked inquis
My dear little man, now tired and weary,
The softness of sleep becomes dark and dreary.
In vivid dreams you see a bloodied ghost
Of the one you love and hate the most...
She tore into your veins,
And set them ablaze.
Even as you walked,
In a sickening haze.
You stole from the weak,
To feed your habit.
Blood upon the altar,
As you chased the rabbit.
A rabbit that enslaved,
Deep down the rabbit hole.
Inhaled like a blanket,
For the soul that was cold.
As the breathing became rapid,
And the vomiting begins.
You'll chase another rabbit,
To compound your sin.
And as your sins will grow,
So too will the madness.
It sinks into the heart,
And be
I used to love
I used to dream
I used to hope
But I forgot
I need something
(Someone)
To remind me of these beautiful things
For a shard of happiness
So I can love again
Dream again
Hope again...
Live again
Stop putting words in my mouth by Tangled-Tales, literature
Literature
Stop putting words in my mouth
You shove your fingers
down my throat,
and insert words
I never spoke,
in desperate hopes
to make me choke
but beware:
my pearly gates
won't hesitate
to bite
the hand
that feeds me
I can not measure our love
in words, but in how tight
we hug when we finally
see each other again. There
is starshine in your smile
and I could swear that you
are Aurora, wreathed in
beauty, but with less sleeping
and more ass-kicking.
You are kind and selfless,
a true paragon of love
and a goddess of all things
good. where most have blood,
you have eternal love.
all the light in the world
is simply not enough
to express the light
your friendship and
love bring to me.
Passion and excitement
exude from everything
that you do and you pour
your heart into; everything you
make, everything you touch.
When we first met, there wasn't
a doubt in