reblog if you’re the gay sister
But the Twilight will come even when she’ll be gone. People who will stay after the storm will be the ones who will help you to fix yourself. Your tears will be taken by the light of the new day. And you will go on without worrying anymore about everything she said.
Carpediemlesbiandreamer
Scorro i post e capisco di essere lo stronzo di cui scrivono le ragazze. E tu non parli. Incazzati porca puttana,non lasciarmi in questo silenzio. Per favore,prendimi a pugni se vuoi ma non te ne andare. Chiamami alle cinque di mattina e sputami addosso tutto il veleno,ma almeno parlami. Non posso vivere con il pensiero di averti lasciata andare.
Carpediemlesbiandreamer
Unlike other illnesses, mental disorders aren’t the type of problems that result in you going to hospital until you’re better.
You won’t find yourself surrounded by family, friends or even doctors which know exactly how to help you.
You won’t be told, “I love you”, or be presented with gifts and get well soon cards.
You won’t have someone to hold your hand until you’re well again, to promise you things will be better, to make you believe it.
Instead, you will be made to feel ashamed, alone and awkward.
You will be presented with unbearable silences, avoidance of the subject, and unwillingness to help.
You will be greeted with arguments, tears and all the stuff no one talks about.
But why should it be any different?
the issue with mental illness (n.f.)
Fata benedetta e strega maledetta insieme. Faccio di te le rime mentre domani viene.
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