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Ever seen a psychotic friend having a bad time, but didn't reach out cause you didn't know how to help? Here's a basic guide for you!

Psychotics (especially schizophrenics <3!!) out there, if you disagree with this or have more to add feel free to add on in the reblogs!!

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this is soooooooo funny

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I love this so much, I’m gonna start saying “nuts” we need to bring it back

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Y’all ever get fatigue so bad that you’re laying down and it feels like you need to lay down MORE? Advanced laying. Somehow.

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I read something by Maya Angelou which was like “Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” But clouds are beautiful too. Rainbows are such temporary things whilst clouds, clouds are always there with you — through night and day. And their hues and shapes are like a soul: what they are never changes but how they make you feel always changes, but they always make you feel like you matter. I wanna be someone’s cloud.

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lads I shoulda known something was up when I literally did not understand love

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writer: this is one of my male characters! he cares about his guy friends and loves them deeply.

tumblr: oh! so he’s gay!

writer: uh…no, he’s attracted to women.

tumblr: ….so he’s bi!

writer: uhh…no…….he loves his guy friends but he’s not romantically/sexually attracted to them.

tumblr: ….so you’re homophobic.

writer:

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Can you do something for me, please?

I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship. 

Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another. 

Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it. 

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Love how neurotypicals will be like “there’s not a lot of noise in here you shouldn’t be getting so stressed” when the TV is on, I can hear a phone playing music in the bathroom, A twelve year old is playing on his phone on the couch near me, clicking a pen, and an eight year old is playing with LEGO at the coffee table, all the while I’m listening for the 2 year old who is asleep upstairs

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The universe is an ongoing explosion.

That's where you live.

In an explosion.

Also, we absolutely don't know what living is.

Sometimes atoms arranged in a certain way just get very haunted.

That's us.

When an explosion explodes hard enough, dust wakes up and thinks about itself.

And then writes about it.

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I hate being asked what my goal in life is…. like.. idk…?? I want to have my own kitchen… and I want to know every poem by heart… and uhh.. I want to be kissed in the rain … etc etc .. my heart is very little and I dont want it to break

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meirl

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pov; you’re trying to not get distracted at my choice of clothes while we fight until one of us is pinned to a cobblestone wall, there’s blood dripping down my forehead, and I smile all coy. ‘I heard princesses daydream but I didn’t think it applied to you,’ I say, not shying from looking you up and down, ‘nor myself, but you are making my mind wander.’ 

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im on the floor

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Dark academia on stormy days: wandering the city under your umbrella, softly blushing cheeks, cosy jumpers, stylish coats, damp frizzy hair, soft smiles, staying up late to watch the lightning, grey clouds, hot coffee, steamy cafés, warm libraries. 

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i long to be studying in a foreign country with people i don’t know yet, people whose stories are as intricate as mine, a country whose history is reflected in its landscape, but here i sit, in my green velvet chair, unable to travel farther than my local grocery store.