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doglover556 · 2 months
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ooc post but this is REALLY important so please just. spare your time for a minute. When you guys do roleplays with abuse or sh mentions, please please PLEASE tag it. i keep getting it on my for you or following board because you guys arent tagging it and it's REALLY triggering. I dont wanna have to block.
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sketchyreject · 3 months
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fuck man i feel like shit
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i found 988blr and now i feel like i'm gonna relapse it's been on my mind all day
i have a ton of band-aids and razors i so could
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vxmpyrx · 19 hours
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cant lie i forgot ab making this but im almost a year sober from sh and thats cool i think
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crystalsandbubbletea · 3 months
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Vent
(Tw: Suicide mention, swearing, Islamophobia, self-harm mentions)
I fucking miss her every fucking day.
My best friend who killed herself. I have nothing left of her. Every night I try to remember her eyes but I can only remember her face.
If her parents and brother were still alive then maybe I would have an easier time trying to remember her eyes, but her family is also dead, died in a car crash.
Why didn't the doctors try hard enough to save them? Was it because they're Palestinian-American?
I fucking miss them, but I miss Enaya more.
I'm slowly starting to forget how we met... But I remember it was in Elementary School, I also remember how horrible people were to her. Was it because she was Muslim? Was it because she was Palestinian-American? Or was it both? I remember how angry I got every time someone called Enaya a 'terrorist' or tried to pull her hijab off.
Enaya was my best friend and she's the main reason I knew how horrible the world was to Palestinians, but also the reason why I know how beautiful Palestinian culture is.
I don't know if I either thought of her as a friend, or if I was in love with her, but I do know that I wish she was still alive. If she was still alive she would be seventeen by now.
I remember the day I found out she died like it was yesterday. I remember looking for Enaya and then asking her brother where she was, and then he told me. He also told me in her suicide note there was a message for me, she didn't want me to blame myself.
But I can't stop blaming myself. I always thought she was fine, and I can't help but feel like I wasn't there enough.
Enaya wanted to help people when she grew up, and now...
I fucking miss her, dammit, why did it have to be her? Why couldn't it have been me that died? I would give anything to have her back alive. It hurts knowing that my siblings will never get to know her.
The pandemic only made things worse, as I was still trying to process that Enaya killed herself. I ended up cutting myself and hoping I would bleed to death just so that I could see Enaya again, and so that I could escape the pandemic, I didn't care about anything else, I just wanted to see Enaya again.
When I stopped cutting, I decided that I should try to find a way to memorialize her, so I ended up basing a character in my webcomic series off of Enaya, I even gave the character the same name. Yet what's the point if I can't even remember her eyes? I don't want to forget what she looks like.
Enaya, I miss you every day and I wish you were still here. I would give anything to have you back. I hope that wherever you are you are safe and happy, and that there are plenty of Jaffa oranges. You were my best friend and I'm happy that I knew you.
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monn-i · 5 months
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250 notes by january 14th i will throw out my blade. and also finish my wips :333
EDIT: 1k NOTES FUCKASSES I FORGOT U COULD SPAM REBLOG
lord help me… i forgot how many chronically online ppl followed me….. 2.5k…. i wont chnage it morw afterwards bc that would feel dishonest to myself but dear lord u guys are awful its been like half a day /affectionate <3
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ace-of-pussy · 2 months
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good GOD I am so angry.
I, as my bio suggests, am a minor. I am also asexual. And feeling quite dysphoric about all the adults in my life telling me ‘I wouldn’t know until I’ve tried it.’ But that’s a different topic.
I needed a little boost for myself so I looked at the asexual tag here on tumblr, so I’d feel less alone.
There are always thirst traps and other things of that kind on any popular tag. But I saw so many, on the asexual tag, that I actually cried, ripping my skin off as I did so.
There will always be people that abuse the tag system, I know. Tagging your posts with trending tags to make them more likely to show up on people’s dashes is a corporate tactic. But to see so many of these ads, I can barely call them posts, on the asexual tag, made me physically ill.
Asexuality is often overlooked by not just cishets but the LGBTQ+ community so often. To see that a safe space for positivity for such a overlooked community was being vandalised for the sake of marketing makes me so angry and so upset for myself and all the other people who fit under the umbrella of asexuality or aromantic who just want to feel like they belong.
I’m a relatively new blog, but I know how tumblr works. I know how the world works. The way the world is run means that we are all victims, and I thought that maybe society, that damned, twisted thing, could let us have a little corner to protect ourselves.
All it does is hurt. it hurts, and it hurts, and it hurts. Companies aren’t going to get new customers by ripping apart supposed safe spaces, and young asexual kids like myself aren’t going to get any validation or even feeling of home from seeing thirst traps targeted toward our community.
our community that is SPECIFICALLY DEFINED BY FEELING DIFFERENT OR NO SEXUAL ATTRACTION TO WHAT IS DEEMED ‘NORMAL’.
it’s targeted. I can tell. And I am by no means an expert, but this tag abuse is hurting everyone. And no one is doing a thing about it.
please boost this. Reblog, like, whatever. This is damaging people far more than you think, and it needs to be resolved.
thanks for hearing me
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justflesh54 · 5 months
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its my body surely i have the right to harm it if i wish ???
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h0wt0neverst0pbeingsad · 11 months
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wa1tngtill1d13 · 1 year
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"Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds. Its like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me"
Eminem really hit the nail on the head
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justflesh54 · 5 months
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the ppl that get worried about my tiktok reposts would literally die if they saw my tumblr activity lol
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buccini555 · 5 months
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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬
★ They ended up seeing the marks on your wrists after you ended up hurting yourself after a serious argument between you
★ H e a d c a n o n s !
★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Kokonoi Hajime, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Takeomi Akashi and Kanji Mochizuki
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𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
"Mm? What was that?" Looking at you carefully, Manjiro looks down at your wrists, he had never even noticed those marks before, as soon as he noticed them, he already knew what they were.
"W-what?" You questioned, lowering the sleeves of your blouse at that same moment, already knowing that Manjiro had just discovered that you were injured.
"...Are those cuts? Did you cut yourself?" Gently taking his hand to your face, making the sleeve of your clothes go down again due to the lightness of the fabric, Manjiro questioned what those marks were.
Nodding your head in affirmation, you gave your answer, making Manjiro stare at you in complete silence for a few brief seconds that felt like an eternity.
"M-mikey...? I'm so sorry." The boy looked away, seeming to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment.
Approaching again, he subtly held your arm, looking over each of those marks. "...It was my fault, wasn't it? Did I make you do it?"
"No! I-it wasn't your fault, I-I..." Immediately, you tried to explain yourself to Manjiro who just shook his head in denial.
"Promise me, swear to me, that you will never hurt yourself again." Holding your hand again, he spoke in a serious tone, Manjiro was shaking and apprehensive, still feeling responsible for having made you do such an act against him.
"... I promise." Hugging the same, you made your promise.
"I don't want to lose the only person I have..." Returning your display of affection, Manjiro hugged you carefully.
𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨
"Princess... You don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've already seen it." Without you waiting, Haruchiyo spoke as he sat down next to you and held your arm gently, you could see exactly the pain in his eyes as he stared at your arm knowing that he had been injured.
"I'm so sorry..." Holding back the tears in your eyes, you just apologized to the taller one.
"You're not to blame, you're not to blame for this! It was me who caused this..." He tried not to blame himself, but the weight of seeing you suffer made it really affect him with a great guilt for not having simply avoided that discussion.
"It's not your fault, Haru." You wanted to calm him down, but as much as you could, he didn't seem to accept that.
At that moment, Sanzu stared at you in silence, even though he didn't show his feelings with such felicity, he had his moments that he considered a "weakness".
"... I know how you felt because of me, that fight, Damn! I... I never wanted to be an asshole to you, I'm sorry." Trying to control the tears that wanted to be released, Sanzu said almost like an outburst.
"Don't blame yourself, please Haru..." Still trying to comfort Haruchiyo, you made your speech.
"I don't want to see you cutting yourself anymore, okay? Don't ever do that again." Breaking the silence, he said looking away.
"R-right..." You promised indirectly, making him feel better.
"Hey?" Haruchiyo approached you and gave you a kiss, trying not to dwell on the subject too much.
𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨
"Who did this to your arm? Did something happen? Baby?" Kakucho would be extremely worried when he held your arm and saw those newly made marks, as much as he didn't want to accept it, he definitely already had in mind the reality that you had inflicted those injuries on yourself.
"...W-Was it, you?" When he found the courage, he took a breath from the bottom of his lungs and asked his question, even though unfortunately he already knew the answer.
"I'm sorry Kaku, I didn't want to disappoint you." Seeing him worried made your heart sink, but at that point, there was nothing you could do to continue hiding that secret until then.
"No, don't say that." At that moment, Kakucho hugged you without thinking twice, all he wanted was to make you feel comfortable even in the middle of that situation.
"You will never, ever be a disappointment to me, I'm so proud of you." Pulling away from the hug and looking directly into his eyes, the taller man said what he had in mind.
"Look at me." Again approaching, he cupped her face.
"Mm? Kaku?" Looking into his eyes, you wondered what he wanted.
"Never hurt yourself again." In a serious tone, Kakucho continued his speech while looking at his eyes with the same sparkle as always.
"... I promise." Looking away a little embarrassed, you promised.
"No need to promise, my sweetheart, I trust you." Holding your face gently and still looking directly at you, Kakucho would speak with a small, relieved smile.
𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞
"Don't do this to me, sweetie." Kokonoi unexpectedly appeared behind you, fixing his black lined eyes on the newly healed marks on your arms.
Taken by surprise, you tried to hide those injuries with the sleeves of your sweatshirt, but you already knew that everything had simply been discovered. "What do you mean, Koko?"
"I want to say that I know that you're hurting yourself." Approaching you and lifting the fabric that hid the marks, Koko said as he looked away.
At that moment, you only managed to remain completely silent, he knew, there was nothing left to hide, Kokonoi was definitely hurt and you couldn't help but be sure of this fact.
"I-I'm sorry!" Hugging him, you began to apologize with insistent tears slipping from your eyes.
No matter how disappointed he was, Kokonoi would never deny your hug. "Oh? Baby... I'm so sorry. For anything I've done, I'm truly sorry."
Koko looked at you with sadness in her eyes, at the same time worried, he hugged you still in silence, without being able to utter a word.
"I'm sorry Koko... Please." Again, you apologized.
"You're forgiven, baby, don't ever do that again, please." Breaking the silence, Kokonoi made his speech, obviously he would forgive you without thinking twice, despite that, he would start paying more attention to your behavior and would also try to avoid arguments for your well-being.
𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
"Shit, what was that?" Rindou exclaimed in a low, barely audible tone as he looked away from the apparent injuries on your wrists.
The silence became almost sepulchral when he held your arm, running his fingers lightly over those bruises, Rindou hugged you, feeling your body trembling and your heart racing.
"...Don't do that to us again, it hurts me as much as it hurts you." The taller man expressed himself calmly, pausing in his speech to look for the right words out of fear of hurting you even more.
"...Damn, I-I, I hate seeing you hurt, I'm so sorry." Holding his arm, his voice no longer maintained the same tone, he could no longer deny himself the urge to cry, in doing so, tears secretly rolled down his face, Rindou was being sincere when he said how bad he felt for seeing her so sad.
"I'm sorry, Rin." Making him let go of your arm, you apologized in a few words, he remained silent, but soon ended up pulling you into a hug.
"Promise me, promise me you won't cut yourself again, especially because of someone else like me." The seriousness in his look and intonation was visible, Rindou was sorry for that argument, so he promised himself that he would treat you better.
"I promise!" Hugging him back, making him calm down and feel better, you made your promise.
"I love you so much, I do, nothing like that will ever happen again..." Rindou said with a subtle smile of relief on his face as he gently stroked your hair.
𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
"No, you didn't do that, did you?" Shaking his head, Ran asked you with a worried look as soon as he noticed those newly made marks on your wrists.
"I'm sorry..." Looking away, you knew that at that point there was no longer any way to hide it from Ran.
"I'm the one who's sorry, my princess." Looking somewhere, shame and guilt showed on his face, Ran definitely felt it.
"It wasn't your fault, Ran." You said as soon as you realized how affected he became in that instant.
"Yes it was, we both know, but it doesn't matter now." The taller one held you gently in gis arms, kissing your forehead, Ran said with a trembling voice worried about what he had caused.
You spend some time hugging in silence, all Ran wanted at that moment was to comfort you and show you that he was right there by your side to take care of you even if he sometimes ended up behaving inappropriately.
"I'm here and I don't want you to hurt yourself again." Breaking the silence, the taller one spoke calmly, still with a trembling voice.
"I am not going." In a low tone, you said, hugging him tighter and calming him down.
"Will you promise me, my beauty?" Hugging you even more eagerly, Ran made you promise never to get hurt again.
“I-I promise…” You made your promise without thinking too much.
Ran pulled away from you and kissed your forehead, becoming more at ease with his promise, he would rather trust you. "That's better, my love."
𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢
"What the fuck happened to your arm?" Takeomi was never so serious, seeing those marks on his arm really made him bitterly regret all the harm he caused you.
You remained silent, just hoping Takeomi would ignore those fresh scars.
"...You, were you the one who did this?" The older questioned again, Takeomi approached you and lifted the sleeve of your blouse, leaving the marks even more visible, that time, you actually realized that he was sincerely worried.
"Don't fight with me again, Takeomi, p-please." Worried about what Takeomi might do, you just started apologizing.
"Fight with you? Of course, not!"
Unexpectedly, Akashi hugged you, in that same hug, you could feel the apprehension in his behavior.
"Promise me you'll never get hurt again by an asshole like me." Pulling away and holding you by the shoulders, Takeomi spoke.
"I promise." Embracing the same, you made your promise.
Takeomi couldn't help but return the hug and did so. "I'll take better care of you, I'll..."
𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢
"What are you hiding from me?" He had already seen the marks on your arm, but honestly Kanji had no idea how to deal with that subject without ending up hurting you.
"N-nothing, Mochi." Apprehensively, you spoke, trying to separate yourself from that question, even though you knew he already knew about your injuries.
"... Don't lie to me." In a serious tone, he said.
"Don't fight with me, please!" Bracing yourself for the worst possible reaction, all you could do at that moment was apologize.
"Baby? I would never fight you over that, I just don't want you to do it again." Even though you still felt like he was being insensitive in some way, Kanji spoke trying to get you to just trust him.
"I'm sorry." Lowering your head and looking away, you said in a shaky voice, still trying to keep those marks away from Mochi's eyes.
"Look at me, please, look." Holding your face, he made you look back at him.
"Hm?" Seeing that he wouldn't fight with you kept you surprised and relieved at the same time.
"Promise me you'll never get hurt again because of me, I promise I'll never be stupid to you again." Still maintaining a serious tone and a steady gaze, Kanji spoke.
You were silent for a brief moment, but you wanted to promise that. "I-I promise."
Kanji smiled in relief and hugged you, leaving that subject aside, even so, he would change his behavior to never see you hurt again.
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linnbunnyyyy · 3 months
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🐰: Ofc that they did it again and my account @bunnyylinn got terminated.
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🐰: It made me really mad this time, because I was close to 500 followers and they were all such sweethearts so I'm hoping to find them again. If you can - reblog this please!
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incognitopolls · 3 months
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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d3pr3ss3dtsvki · 3 months
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I need friends man, if you're okay with me messaging you to start a friendship, please reblog this post (':
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I’m going to do it. I’m gonna ask for help from my mom. I forced myself to. I att3pted again tonight and ofc it didn’t work cause I’m still here, but my arm is all cvt to hell (not beans, but mostly light/deep styros ALL over). And I freak out when I get too hot so I’m going to HAVE to have a talk with her soon so she doesn’t freak out when she sees my arm. So I’ve got a rough draft for a letter for her after she gets home from work. It covers everything I’ve been hiding or lying about. It covers my cvtting, my sv1c1d3 att3mpts, the fact that my bullying was also physical, the fact I got s3xually a$sault3d multiple times by multiple people, my trans-ness, my eating disorder, my depression, why I didn’t ask for or get help, the fact I’m not a Christian, everything. And it asks over and over again for help. I want help for it all. I want to get better. And I’m asking for help. I know I’ll probably be forced to stop cvtting and st@rv1ng, but I’m willing to trade that off for genuine help.
Update: I got send to a mental hospital
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