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reinedesordures · 6 years
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Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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What’s your fantasy?
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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I'm sick of my parents talking badly about the other and then covering it up with "But I still want you to have a good relationship with your mom/dad" like no you can't just say that after you flat out just talked shit about the other and saying "Don't worry god has my/our back" just makes it worse for me because not only does make me resent their religion but it makes me hate them more and more. I can't even have a proper relationship after seeing the interactions between the two of them. What's even worse is that the same day my mom tried to kick me out she claimed that she wasn't even going to go through the whole thing and then said "I would never kick you out because if you ever left me I would kill myself" and as much as she wants me to forget that it still haunts me. I don't know what to do anymore.
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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Reblog if you’re LGBTQ+ or support it, have a cat named Valerie, or want to violently fling yourself into the void
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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this is the most powerful image on the internet.. reblog to join the circle
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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When people do this to me it reminds of where my place is and my value
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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…I almost killed myself
I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.
I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.
That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.
Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.
Thank you man at McDonalds.
The milkshake saved my life
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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It saddens about how much I can relate to this, especially since this is how I feel towards my mother
Someone who has been emotionally abused will:
• Constantly apologize • Hide their feelings in fear of upsetting you • Break down during small disagreements thinking it will explode • Need a lot of reassurance Please be patient, we are trying.
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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Sometimes I wonder...
Sometimes I wonder if the people closest to me really do mean what they say when they claim to care about me. Sometimes I wonder if they just want me for me and not for what I could benefit them. Sometimes I wonder if I did things differently would those same people still care for me? Love me? Or would they just shove me to the side?
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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Part two of "Dear friend"
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit. Lmao I thought you hated me but nah lol turns out that you do consider me as a friend but the friend you were in a fight with just wanted me on their side. I'm so sorry.
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reinedesordures · 6 years
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Dear Friend,
I thank you for being there when no one else was, I thank you for being the sister I never had, and I thank you for always being there even when I was at my worst. For years my mother has always told me that I don't need friends for they would leave me as soon as they got what they wanted, and for once, she was right, while I was stuck in the middle of a cross fire between you and my other friend I found out something that has been stuck in my head for days. That you've faked your loyalties and never liked me in the first place. It hurts, it really does hurt and I wish that you'd have been honest with me so you'd never have to waste all your time on someone like me. No matter what I'll always consider as one of my most precious friends even if you hate me, I wish you good luck for your future because I know how hard it would be. Thank you for always being there.
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