Showed this to my brother and all he says is, “It’s like you don’t understand how amazing target flip flops are.”
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Showed this to my brother and all he says is, “It’s like you don’t understand how amazing target flip flops are.”

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My toxic trait is that I actually care when everyone else doesn’t.
Before I found youtubers I was more depressed, I was suicidal and hurting. I was alone. It was dark. I was dying. You think they made me that way you say I’ve turned darker and I’m addicted. You said youtube is a drug and I’m being poisoned. You tell me they are all fake, but to you everyone is fake. After finding YouTube I was happy. I felt heard and like I had a place. I let my true self shine and I’m real now. You say I’ve changed and I have. I’m better. I’m happy and I feel better. They saved my life. When you couldn’t. If YouTube is a drug then I’m probably an addict. And that’s ok. You say I’ve changed. I know myself now. They all taught me that not you. Quit saying I don’t see it cause I do. I’m happy now. And that’s what you find sickening.

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Mother Bear
My entire life people have said to me, your mom is like a mama bear the way she defends you. I’ve always agreed. Cause she is, I wouldn’t doubt it be worried at all if I needed help I knew she would be there to protect me. It’s what I loved about her. But it’s also what I feared most. As I grew older it stopped being her coming to my rescue and became me cowering at this power of the mother bear. I was no longer her helpless cub. Somehow in the years and the months that I had grown I had become the hunter, the prey. There was no difference to those two identities in the eye of my mother bear. Instead of being protected by her great and mighty swings, I was cowering to them. Instead of being sheltered in her gentle warmth, I had become trapped in her icy harsh gaze. I don’t know when it changed. I don’t remember switching positions. I fear the bear. There are some moments where I am that cub again the cub who’s only flaw was that it got too comfortable being protected. It never last long. Sometimes it’s the way I breathed other times it’s because of my heart and my beliefs. Sometimes it’s because I am responsible for the actions of others. So when people smile and tell me how great it must be to be the cub of a mother bear I smile and I nod. They don’t know why a cub would have any fear of its mother and they don’t know why I wince right before I begin to smile.
The day before Halloween 2019 I cried and screamed that I wanted to die. I screamed that I just wanted it to be my last breath and that I could be down now. That I had done everything I needed to do and I was good to go now. The next day My Chemical Romance got back together and I cried. I would’ve missed that. I would’ve missed an amazing day in history. You never know what great things could happen the day after. Don’t be afraid to keep on living.
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“Disrespectful Culture”
So I saw this post talking about how Gen Z and young millennials were being raised in a now disrespectful culture; meaning we are being told it’s ok and good to be disrespectful and that’s why we have been so outspoken and often time rude to others. However I wouldn’t say we are showing disrespect, we are very clearly being told that it is our right to be treated like humans and to treat other people like humans I don’t see disrespect I see knowing our self worth.

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Remember when you were little like 5 and everyone loved you and thought you deserved the world but now your 19 and everyone just wants to know why you haven’t amounted to anything and you cry everyday and just wish to be 5 again.
So I had an idea, how cool would it be if Sander Sides never truly died. Like SS ends but then they announce a new, virtually identical series for concept but give us no real info except the release date. We all go to watch it and it is like *Joan walks in and burries their head into their hands* "darn it, how could this happen? Everything is crap in my life right now. What can I do?" *thinks a little bit* "you know what? Thomas seemed to really be helped by talking to himself so you know what? I'm going to give it a try too." Then the whole fandom loses their shit (in a good way) as we watch them awkwardly try to figure out how to even do the new Joan Sides series for an ep or 2. The advantages would be, the series could pick up speed faster and contain valuable lessons that Thomas might not be able to do for one reason or another while Joan (or whichever of his friends) could do.
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Best Friends
Poem by: Rachel Watson
Here I am sitting in this vacant galaxy, wondering when I’ll have to share my next formality. Unable to fully agree they have turned their backs to me. I hold back my mournful tears head held high I show no fear. But it’s all just an act the script reads scene two, I cannot hide my true emotions no not from you. You take all of my pain and put it on your back, I see you picking up on things for which I do not have a knack. You save me from myself, and you save me from my demons, not screaming anymore as I do not see them. A day passed then three more a week has gone it’s been a year or maybe... It now has become apparent, the reason you arrived. You were not hear to help my fear or join my battle cries. Yet again I let someone in and YOU became my demise.
I’ve been at a pretty low point this past week and haven’t really had anybody to reach out to about it so I wrote this poem. Often times when we get sad we turn to a best friend, they know all our secrets and our stories but how often do you find that that person who’s supposed to be there isn’t? That’s kind of what I wrote this poem about so thanks for reading.

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Depression Thoughts From Someone With Anxiety.
I never realized how out of place I truly was until I was forced to fit in.
I want someone to hold me but I also just want to be alone.
I read sad quotes in hope that I will be less sad but I’ve always just found ways I can relate.
I’m hoping that if I hold in the tears for long enough that I’ll just drown myself.
Where am I? Why am I like this? Why do they keep exchanging looks like that?
nothing feels quite like you