#tw sucidal thoughts
It’s the n word pass but like for sucide jokes for me
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You say your last goodbye to your
last friend for the twenty-third time.
You start to wonder what the point of tomorrow is.
All of your friends are dead, again, and here you are,
encased in a mystery that changes at least once a decade.
You’re breathing, but not really;
you can’t recall the feeling of relief as
your lungs fill with fresh oxygen,
the first gasp of air after spending
just a second too long underwater.
There are novels written on your existence,
classes taught about your lore,
but no one really knows you obviously. Why would they?
There’s nothing worth knowing outside of the textbooks.
They speak about your aversion to garlic (mild allergy at best),
your fear of the sun (it gives you a headache),
and how you can’t see yourself in the mirror
(at least it cured your body dysmorphia, I guess).
The one about sleep is true. You haven’t known
rest in centuries and you ache for just a moment
of peace as you slip away into unconsciousness.
The tiredness you feel is bone-deep,
but at least it’s something different to feel
than the hollowness that has settled where your
once beating heart rests,
calloused and decayed from its lack of use.
They never talk about what it’s like to see
your friends grow and die, over and over again
as you are left unchanged,
lost in the memory as time slips away;
it was never yours to hold.
Happiness, I mean.
It was never meant for you,
because you are the embodiment of the darkness,
a story children tell in the middle of the night.
You can’t help but wonder,
is this what it means to be human?
To hate yourself because the world tells you
every reason you should?
2/30 by (DS)
the masculine urge to end it all right now
just ordered a box of razors <3
@langstron This is my gift for the event its been super fun and i cant wait to partake next year!!!!
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Hi everyone. My name is Pablo - I’ve never given my name out here before but some of you might remember me as the person who made Yandere Simulator memes way back when.
I need help, you guys. I am a queer disabled latinx who is suffering from a severe spinal deformity - I am in constant excruciating pain that keeps me bedridden and unable to work or take care of my 1 year old dog.
I can’t afford anywhere near the amount that a corrective surgery would cost, and I’m experiencing a lot of suicidal thoughts. If you can, please read through my fundraiser and reblog this post - anything at all helps, seriously.
Thank you so much.
-Pablo
(this is my spine)
