I can’t stop thinking about this since I first saw it
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"I'm not even on drugs I'm just weird" -Alex Gaskarth
I can’t stop thinking about this since I first saw it
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ever notice that the mean voice in ur head that insults u is awful confident for something thats literally never done anything in its life except be mean to you… like… one of us is pathetic and its not me buddy… get a hobby… yikes
self care is roasting the mean voice in your head
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Spicy food is just bdsm for your mouth
STOP. SEXUALIZING. EVERYTHING.
Sincerely, an ace who adores spicy food.
Why do people always assume BDSM is inherently sexual?
Sincerely, an ace who loves spicy food and also BDSM.
Sorry for assuming! i didn’t realize there was such thing as non sexual BDSM as i tend to avoid that side of things >.< care to enlighten an ace bean?
where am i
Anyone in this thread smoke weed
Thats BDSM for your lungs
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why didnt you call the cops or cps?
how about this: when i was 9 and my stepdad beat me until i passed out and i told my friends at school, my teacher over heard and i was interviewed by cps. they also went to my house when i was at school. when i got home, my step father was waiting on the couch, and told me who visited him that day. he told me if i ever snitched again he would beat me to within an inch of my life.
how about this: my mother locked me out of the house when i was 14 and when i cried so loud the neighbors called the cops, the cop told me i should have been respectful of my mother who was trying to sleep.
how about this. the demon you know is less scary than the demon you don’t.
children in abused households are raised to fear the idea of being taken away. children in abusive households see that help makes things worse.
dont you ever blame an abuse victim for not going to the authorities.
I had water thrown on me at my cousins house for telling one of my cousins I was gay and then was dragged wet through the snow in 0 degree weather by my hair as it was freezing to my scalp. This was nothing compared to what would have happened if we were at home. The cop who came put me in front of my parents and asked if they were abusing me. I couldn’t answer because they were standing right there and I was terrified if he let them off the hook I would get beaten. The cop took my parents aside and laughed, saying: “if she was ACTUALLY in danger, she would have said something.” And told me to respect my parents. :)
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it’s so weird that i never heard anybody talk about this, but… one of the things you will notice when you start recovering is that your old coping mechanisms will stop working. they might even start hurting. which is absolutely scary, and you might even find yourself being nostalgic for worse times when you could still give into those impulses and feel the pain ease off for a while. but they stop working because you are healing. take a deep breath. see how far you’ve come. you’ll go much further yet. be proud of yourself.
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