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nihilismtrcit · 11 months
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morning / night
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welcome2theinternet · 7 months
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whoever needs to hear it, I'm so sorry all of that happened to you and you went through it alone. You didn't deserve it
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spnbaby-67 · 8 months
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Keep From Drowning
HI Ya'll I just came up with a little tid bit as I'm going through some heavy stuff right now, and I figured what is it that makes me happy. I put Jensen and Steve's Album on By Radio Company and I just listen to it over and over, somehow made me feel better. Remember if you are at a lost and need someone please don't hide it, look for help. I am here if you need someone to talk to. I may not answer right away if I am at work, but rest assured I am here. I know this song isnt his song, but the words are what came to my mind tonight.
Warnings: Can contain sensitive information, and sensory overload, Please don't read if you are struggling.
Jensen Ackles had always been the steadfast friend, the one who offered a shoulder to cry on and a listening ear to anyone in need. He had seen friends and colleagues through their darkest moments, but little did he know that the person who would need him the most was someone he held dear - Y/N.
Y/N had always been a bright and vivacious presence in Jensen's life. Her infectious laughter and boundless enthusiasm had been a beacon of light in his darkest days. But lately, Y/N had been withdrawing from everyone, her laughter replaced with silence, and her enthusiasm overshadowed by a profound sadness.
One evening, as Jensen returned home from a grueling day on set, he received a desperate message from Y/N, one that sent chills down his spine.
"I can't do this anymore, Jensen. I'm drowning, and I can't breathe."
Panic surged through him as he read those words. Without a second thought, he raced to Y/N's apartment, fearing the worst. He found her standing on the balcony, teetering dangerously close to the edge.
"Drowning," Jensen whispered under his breath, the lyrics of his own song echoing in his mind. He reached out, grabbing Y/N's arm and pulling her away from the precipice.
Tears streamed down Y/N's face as she fought against him, her voice trembling with anguish. "Let go of me, Jensen! I can't take it anymore. I just want it all to end."
But Jensen couldn't let go. He couldn't let Y/N slip away. The lyrics of his song seemed to blend with their struggle:
"I'm drowning, can't you see?
I'm sinking, helplessly,
In the depths of my despair,
But I won't let you go, I swear."
Jensen's voice was filled with determination as he held her close, his arms wrapped around her trembling form. "I can't do that, Y/N. I can't lose you. You mean too much to me."
Y/N's struggle continued, her desperation evident in every movement. "You don't understand, Jensen. I'm broken beyond repair. You can't save me."
Jensen sang softly, the words of his song mingling with their pain:
"I'm drowning, in this storm,
But I'll fight, to keep you warm,
Through the darkest of the night,
I won't give up this fight."
They stood there, locked in a heartbreaking struggle, Y/N fighting to break free, and Jensen refusing to let her go. In that moment, he realized that sometimes, the greatest act of love was not in letting someone go but in holding them tightly, even when they pushed you away.
As the minutes stretched into hours, Y/N's resistance began to wane. Exhausted and broken, she finally collapsed into Jensen's arms, her sobs echoing in the stillness of the night. He held her tightly, singing the lyrics of "Drowning" softly in her ear, promising to be there for her every step of the way.
As Y/N finally collapsed into Jensen's arms, her sobs echoing in the stillness of the night, Jensen held her tightly, singing the lyrics of "Drowning" softly in her ear. He promised to be there for her every step of the way.
The night was long, but Jensen remained a steadfast anchor. He held Y/N through her tears, offering a comforting presence that she hadn't realized she needed. They sat on the floor of her dimly lit living room, the lyrics of the song weaving through the air like a lifeline:
"I'm drowning, in this storm, But I'll fight, to keep you warm, Through the darkest of the night, I won't give up this fight."
Jensen wiped away Y/N's tears and whispered words of reassurance, reminding her that she was not alone in her struggle. As the hours passed, Y/N slowly began to open up, sharing the pain and despair that had been consuming her.
"I felt so lost, Jensen," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't see a way out, and I didn't want to burden anyone with my darkness."
Jensen held her face gently in his hands, his eyes filled with unwavering support. "You're never a burden, Y/N. We all have moments of darkness, but it's through sharing our pain that we find the strength to overcome it."
The night turned into dawn, and as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, Y/N felt a glimmer of hope. Jensen had been there for her when she needed him the most, just as his song had promised:
"I'm drowning, can't you see? I'm sinking, helplessly, In the depths of my despair, But I won't let you go, I swear."
Their shared struggle had brought them closer than ever before. Y/N realized that she had found a lifeline in Jensen, someone who understood the depths of her despair and had refused to let her slip away.
With newfound strength, Y/N looked into Jensen's eyes and whispered, "Thank you, Jensen. I don't know what I would have done without you."
Jensen smiled softly, his heart filled with relief and love. "You don't have to thank me, Y/N. We're in this together now."
In that moment, they became more than friends. They became survivors, bonded by their shared journey through the darkness, and by the promise that they would be each other's guiding light.
@deans-baby-momma
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gottamakemyhatersmad · 6 months
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me telling my parents i’m going to the bathroom when in reality i’m going to stare at my reflection for 5 minutes, nearly fall asleep on the bathroom floor, and climb out the window
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xan-the-emo-trans-man · 11 months
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really hard not to text the one person that makes me feel safe whenever im having a breakdown but then i remember he wants nothing to do with me or my problems anymore
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queerbookworm · 4 months
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i was getting better.
i was getting better.
i was wrong.
i was wrong.
i was wrong.
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racinggirl · 1 year
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Look at me being productive. Cleaned my room. Put away the laundry. And the dishes. Handed in an assignment for school. Sent a few mails. Got dressed. All before noon.
Go me :)
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No I didn't stick pins into my arm. I was bitten by a vampire (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)
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abracadaze · 2 years
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i feel so bad for nikola tesla like imagine spending years beefing with a guy who has conned the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and you end up dying broke and starving and alone and then 100 years later another guy cons the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and he's doing it all IN YOUR NAME. he must be rolling in his grave like a fucking rotisserie chicken
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As Andy Stitzer said, cocksucka mothafucka! I hate you! I hate you! Sorry! I'm sorry! I never curse. You pulled on 2; why would you pull on 2?! Stop smiling! Stop smiling! You jerk! Oh Mika, you should burn in hell....OH NIPPLEFUCK!!!
I reached out to a provider that would be perfect for me. She advertised, like Lilac, that she took my insurance. I emailed her twice and left a voice mail.
I decided to follow up; since she had openings today. I would love to get in. She then told me, yeah I don't accept your insurance.
WHY IN THE BLUE FUCKING FUCK WOULD YOU SAY YOU ACCEPT AND INSURANCE ON ALL OF THE PLACES AND WEBSITES YOU HAVE POSTED IT; ONLY TO NOT TAKE IT?!?!
Happened to me twice in the time from of 18 hours. That's all I needed right now. I am done. Finito. My brain is fried, it's mush. It could be eaten with Fava beans and a nice chianti. Wow, what a dark joke hahahahah. I need a break. I cannot take any more mental stress. I'm not looking anymore for the time being.
"You look like a man-o-lantern!"
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ayehesemotional · 4 months
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Could I mentally end it?... Literally just tell my body to stop breathing
I broke down last night and had no one to call or talk to in a world of billions of ppl I feel so alone...I hold onto the little strength I have left... Sorry to the ppl I've made suffer because I've been so weak mentally
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welcome2theinternet · 9 months
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going from crying everyday for almost two months to depressed and feeling nothing is not the change I was hoping for
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heyitszachh · 5 months
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fuckmyanya · 6 months
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Sometimes I wish I didn't have the ability to think. I have thinking. I hate overthinking haha lol
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vixensofdeath · 7 months
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the urge to die and become nothing becomes stronger every day
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queerbookworm · 4 months
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so, it turns out moving away as an escape doesnt do shit when the thing youre trying to escape from is yourself.
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