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Just some little random vents, primarily focusing on depression and my mental health
Basically a mini tumblr
Also, sorry for the spam as of late but I'm in dire need of money. I've started a go fund me
link - gofundme.com/ftbnp-help-me-get-back-on-my-feet
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![⋆˙ ⟡ . 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿. [𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿] ⌗ . ⟡](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/371699933-256-k591942.jpg)
⋆˙ ⟡ . 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿. [𝗥𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿] ⌗ . ⟡
₊˚𝜗𝜚 જ⁀➴ ______๑♡๑______ (15+) ꒰ 🦴 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ ‧₊˚ 𝗔 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰 [𝗬/𝗡] 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿. ༉‧₊˚. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 / 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗨𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆.. ୧ ‧₊˚ 💭 ⋅
Fire series collection (3 books in 1)
Blurb for book 1: 𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 I messed up - I messed up in typical Dylan fashion because I could never stand up to my Dad, I just couldn't be the Alpha that I was meant to be, that my older brother would have been proud of. Instead I was the Alpha that locked his mate away for a crime that I didn't even know if he actually committed, I thought about rejecting him because he was a man and I'm not gay and I refused to give into the bond and love him back. I felt insecure around Raiden because he's a feline. I was insecure because he's stronger, faster, more dominant and I hated how much my body gave into him - how much my body wanted to submit to him because I'm an Alpha and Alphas don't submit. So I caved and I tainted our bond, I hurt him beyond repair and when I just couldn't deny the bond anymore, I found out just how hard it would actually be to gain his trust back - to get him to want me again. Our bond ended with my mistake but our story began with my redemption.Complete
Depression and self harm quotes and poems.
Not all of these are mine. So I do not take any credit for the ones I didn't write. WARNING:Some content could be triggering. If you are easily triggered PLEASE DO NOT READ.Complete
Cold Water
[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ DepressionComplete
Dear Diary: But Seriously, What the Fuck?
I don't blog, just needed a place to vent. Who knows, maybe someone will read it and empathize or sympathize with me. All I know is, we're not alone. No matter how different we look on the outside, we all go through the same bloody bullshit. So this is me, getting all therapeutic and trying to survive this life as a person living with multiple chronic illnesses. And it fucking sucks! Hopefully writing about it will help me see the beauty I know, that still exists in the world, regardless of the pain I am/we are in. xoxoComplete
𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞 || 𝟏𝟖+
Two broken souls in the midst of a crazy world. Two souls running away from their past. There was no light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel was cracking, slowly closing in. When these two connect, as if they were set on the same path, light creeps in through the cracks, and for or a moment, the tunnel seems to have a way out, but what if it collapses before they make it? - "You saved my life." The words come out as a whisper, I've been dying to say that. I thank god every day that he came into my life when he did. "Fuck Vivian, you don't know how much I needed you." I tear up just a little as he speaks, I don't know the last time I cried happy tears. I bring my hands up to cup his cheeks, resting my forehead against his. "No matter how much I push, I don't mean it. Please don't give up on me." My words seem to relieve him in some way as I feel his shoulders relax. "Even when I'm gone, I'll be by your side, forever." He brings his hand, sticking his pinky out. "pinky promise."I wrap mine around his, placing a kiss on his lips. Warning before you read!! This is my first book! This book will contain topics of SA, eating disorders, and mature content, if any of these things may bother you in anyway, please scroll! I hope when I finish this book I can public a clean version, with a different perspective leaving out these topics, but for now, this is how i've envisioned this story to go! Enjoy -Ash🌸![Late in the 4am hour [Player x Reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/322852457-256-k183331.jpg)
Late in the 4am hour [Player x Reader]
You don't travel much, but when you're a kid that's traveling over to their Aunt's house temporarily because of your traveling parents, you meet a few of unusual friends along the way, and get into a bit of shenanigans of your own too with some kid in a red cap. You bond and be cool friends, and sure some things are odd, but nothing can possibly go wrong! Could things get any better? Well, you have two weeks, so you might be able to see and make 'em count! _________________ Me actually doing a story instead of oneshots? No waaaaayy,,, Anyways the reader is a they/them or any pronouns if you want Idk I thought about this at like 1am and I'm now just putting this story into even more motion than beforeComplete
Someone New ✓
"There comes a point where you no longer care if there's a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You're just sick of the tunnel." - Who I am doesn't matter. How I got here doesn't matter. What matters now is I'm getting help, right? That's what they tell me here. They tell me that the road to recovery feels like a terrible butt fuck, but the fact that you're on the path to begin with, is all that matters. So as I sit in this circle of fuck ups, I realize just how different I am from them. I didn't attempt suicide because my mother was a crack addict who didn't want me. My father wasn't abusive. I didn't have a sibling die in a car accident. I was never really bullied either. I attempted suicide because, for the first time in years, I thought I had found something that could make me feel again... and after not feeling much at all for far too long, perhaps I went a bit overboardComplete![Hold My Hand [Seek x Figure]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/333610164-256-k522678.jpg)
Hold My Hand [Seek x Figure]
𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐎𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. . . . 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? !!BE WARNED!! THIS BOOK IS HALFLY REWRITTEN SO QUALITY MIGHT CHANGE MIDWAY ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Few things to note; -There won't be DIRECT smut [It will be indirect & there will be jokes of it] -There will be fluff -There will be self harm -There will be angst -There will be swearing -There will be gore -In short, stuff you might find disturbing If you're not comfortable with any of these above, I suggest you leaving. If you won't, read at your own risk. -This is a fanon book. (My AU) !!COVER BELONGS TO th_flopps_ on Twitter (X) !! ☆ Enjoy Reading ☆Complete
𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕀 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖? Partygoer x Partypooper / backrooms
After the Fun War all partypoopers vanished into the Promised Land. The problem appeared when one of them accidently noclipped straight into the Funrooms, with no way back. POSSIBLE TWs: -blood , gore (it should be obvious tho) -PTSD/other mental struggles //////// dedication to all desperate people (like me) who wanted to but couldn't find anything longer or completed about partygoer and/or partypooper. you're welcome. important note (or not) -it's QUEERPLATONIC not romantic because i said so. also it's not really focused on that aspect STOP COMPLAINING!!! -partygoer and partypooper are both nonbinary because im also nonbinary and i also said so -It's all going to be written in Partypoopers POV -im going to ignore a lot of canon stuff. for example partygoers won't entirely loose their memories after being "infected" and they aren't 100% completely aggressive and unstoppable in the funrooms. -my grammar will probably suck bc english is my second language ============================== most impresive rankings: #2 in #backrooms ~ 14.11.2022 #1 in #Partypooper ~ 14.11.2022 #1 in #Partygoer ~ 16.11.2022 #1 in #backrooms ~ 22.11.2022 <3 ============================== started: 04.11.2022 finished: 26.11.2023Complete
₊˚𝜗𝜚 જ⁀➴ ______๑♡๑______ (15+) ꒰ 🦴 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ ‧₊˚ 𝗔 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗰 [𝗬/𝗡] 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿. ༉‧₊˚. ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 / 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗨𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆.. ୧ ‧₊˚ 💭 ⋅
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