I hate all these “mental illness inspiration empowerment” words and pictures and things telling me how amazing and special and shit I am. Like that does not empower me. Because it’s not true. And you don’t actually know me and not everybody in the whole wide world can be super duper amazing special perfect and strong. I hate that that is supposed to make me feel better. No, I will not make it through the week because I’m super amazing and special. I will make it through the week because time moves whether life is perfect or not. I will make it to next Sunday no matter what, unless I die. Otherwise, I will be there. Whether or not life runs smoothly or not. I may or may not be strong enough to handle it all but I will do my damnedest and the next week will come and I will be breathing unless I’m not. I wish there were more messages that told me that there is time and it is moving and as long as I stay alive I will be okay life will keep moving and I will do my best and everything I can to handle it all and move forward. I have the fucking ability to try. And we all do. We all have the ability to wake up and say I’m going to fucking try today and then do it, actually fucking try and don’t take any excuses from yourself. Do not tell me I’m amazing, because I’m not. I just have a life that I can make the decision to live despite it all.

intj-confessions
intj-confessions:

annathenarcissist:

pablostanley:

A simple guide to know what the hell you are.

THANK YOU SO MUCH! I WAS SO CONFUSED AND NEVER REALLY COULD FIGURE IT OUT AND YOU JUST MADE MY LIFE A WHOLE LOT BETTER.

I’ve never seen agnostic used in that way. This would make me an agnostic atheist. Pretty sure I’m right, but I could be wrong. For all I know we’re computer simulations.

intj-confessions:

annathenarcissist:

pablostanley:

A simple guide to know what the hell you are.

THANK YOU SO MUCH! I WAS SO CONFUSED AND NEVER REALLY COULD FIGURE IT OUT AND YOU JUST MADE MY LIFE A WHOLE LOT BETTER.

I’ve never seen agnostic used in that way. This would make me an agnostic atheist. Pretty sure I’m right, but I could be wrong. For all I know we’re computer simulations.

adrastaea
chanel-pale:


fakinq-glory:

whorchacha:

fakinq-glory:

today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.

steph you’re all over my dash

literally posted this 2.5 seconds ago wow

this is so amazing

chanel-pale:

fakinq-glory:

whorchacha:

fakinq-glory:

today was my last day in my creative writing class and my teacher gave everybody a piece of paper to write down a contract and to put it in our wallets. she said she did the same thing when she was younger and every now and then she’d brush by it and remember that she wanted to write. everybody took time to write out what they wanted and I just sat at the back of the class, sitting on the windowsill and I knew there was only one thing to write but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. at the end of the class after everybody left, I went to thank her for the year, and she told me that people should be reading my words for a long time, but they won’t be able to do that if I’m not around to write them. I showed her the blank piece of paper, and she said it was okay not to write anything, and then I wrote this. I learned the power of words in that class, I learned it was okay to vomit up half a dozen notebooks stained with blood and exploded pens because it means you have something to say.

steph you’re all over my dash

literally posted this 2.5 seconds ago wow

this is so amazing