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Eid Mubarak to all my Muslim brothers and sisters. Please make dua for all those suffering around the world right now. May Allah accept your fasts and duas 🖤
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Mother's Day Used To Stresses Me Out Because My Mom Deserves The World And I Only Had $20.
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i used to say “i have no friends” as a joke
but bro i dont think it’s a joke anymore
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we could all be high cuz we smoking oxygen daily and all this is a hallucination caused by it that ends when u stop breathing while when we smoke weed we see our real reality cuz its disrupts the oxygen levels making us wake up.
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I don't really wanna die
That's just how I feel, that's just how I feel sometimes
I don't wanna tell a lie
I just wanna feel, I just wanna feel alright
I don't really wanna fight
And just disappear float away for one night
Now I'm falling like a landslide
Thought we're on the same side
But it's not right without you
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I remember I used to be afraid of being alone, now I’m afraid of being in the wrong company.
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if you guys wanna talk there's a group chat @MyDepressionNotesDiscussionGroup or admin @madythesun 🖤🖤
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hi, i just want to say that i always was wondering when you were gonna write your account so that i would be able to tell you how i feel 'bout your account i'm just a mere fan btw who was waiting to talk to you personally someday and this is my lucky day your writings makes my day
whenever i'm sad or lonely i see what you write and it makes me less lonely
and inspires me honestly to write my feelings as well and relieve my pain with my dark poetry your writing is full of sadness with the right amount of madness it just relates to me and makes me feel less lonely and makes me kind of bear with my shitty life
and kinda hope that one day i could be passionate with desire like you and inspire someone to not to end it all and continue fighting too until they win there war with their demons that kept on hunting them all the time and thank you again really for saving me from all the things that hurted me even from my own misery you had toke me
so no matter what i could never pay you back and i was kind of wondering if you could help me i have this channel that isn't much really and it would mean a lot to me if you promote it and ofc i will too that's only if you don't mind too am not tryin to pressure you
ofc i would understand if you didn't want too i will wait for your answer eagerly whatever it was i will handle it happily
- a merey fan of yours🥀🖤
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Have you ever thought that maybe life isn't for everyone?
Like some of us were meant for sth else undone?
And it calls us when we run?
Or when we're doing sth fun?
Unfun?
Blunt?
Breakfast, dinner, lunch?
But our ears are so muffled by the glamour in this world
This thing called life that looks like it cares and is concerned.
That it becomes a whisper we barely heard
But also did....
Maybe that's why we are so afraid
Maybe that's why we think it's a monster laid
Under our bed that waits
For us to get up and start our days
Maybe that's why WE became the monsters we were scared of
So it doesn't consume us and settle above
And when life let's us down we finally hear
The screams in the corners of our minds that have been muffled for years
The shouts behind the corner we've ignored
The tears that have long been stored
To fall when we open those doors.
Those doors we closed
Just to be sure,
that we focused on the "bright shore"
Those doors we locked
With keys we lost
And when they open it becomes too much
We suffocate in the tears that fall with no clutch
Our noses bleed
Our hearts go numb
Our eyes plead
We ask where all the pain is from.
All the pain that now, in turn, blinds us
And makes us oblivious
To our purpose
And so to end this pain...but not our lives
We pick up knives
Or ropes
Or forks
We go up stairs and look down floors
And some of us make the leap
Some of us stab it deep
But some of us not to a depth that's adequate
Some of us not from a height that can break
So we end up with reminders of our attempts
The scars we put aside....
Reminders that we hide
So no one knows the struggles we survive
The pain in which we reside
When someone asks what's wrong we say "nothing"
What they don't realize is nothing IS the thing
Nothing...
No love, No hate
No joy ,No grief
No nothing
At first it's bliss
We get relief from the painful hits
But then...
It gets suffocating
The numbness feels like darkness enclosing
From every edge. We are drowning
In nothing.....
This is when you take a turn that's opposite
when you cut not to end a pain but to start it
When you get desperate
To feel alive again
And when you fail it becomes familiar
But also strange cz There's always an ambiguous figure
You get used to the darkness, and fear the light
Because it distorts your sight
You hate the light
YOU hate the light
you HATE the light
You hate the LIGHT
YOU HATE THE LIGHT!!!
and you hate yourself cuz you were in it once
Amazing!!!! An emotion...
And when you hear that life is rainbows and Sunshine
THAT'S when you wonder..
Maybe life isn't for everyone
