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I'm Jax/Kay. 15, writer, artist, queer. My life is currently being taken over by Star Trek, punk music, and cute girls.

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Also I remade my blog so go to
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suicidal-everyday:

If you’ve been suicidal in the past, or youve recently become depressed and have been suicidal, and youve made it through 2013 im fucking proud of you. lets get through 2014 now

uoa:

do you ever just get mad because you’re spending your only teenage years feeling like you want to jump off a cliff while other people are having the time of their lives and being in love and just being good at things and you’re just kind of there

10thcloctor:

reminder that the first step to cure depression and things revolving around it (self-harm, anorexia, bulimia ecc…) is to be mentally clean and have relaxing thoughts so please, PLEASE, if you’re depressed, don’t follow only blogs with images of people bleeding, throwing up and sad quotes, follow some cute blogs with cats, funny stories and happy things too, it will help you a lot

i know it helped me

a list of things i probably shouldn’t tell you

sylviataughtme:

1. when you told me your interests i spent hours doing research i wanted to become everything you love

2. the first time i touched you, your body burned just like a cigarette and i treated you like a bad habit i told everyone I’d give it up but i could never stay away for long

3. i always need something to do with my hands

4. when i found out you wanted to leave i told you I’d help you pack and i put my heart in your suitcase and i wished you good luck even though i wanted you to fail

5. i tried to destroy everything that reminded me of you then i tried to destroy myself

6. i watched your new love grow while holding a gun to my head

7. the hole my chest grew bigger so i tried to fill it with drugs, short-lived romances, and sad poems

8. i wish i hadn’t given my heart to you— i tried to get it back but there were chains on your fences and large dogs barking outside your door

9. i can no longer write great poems i can no longer write and i think you took that too

10. i still blame you for everything and i know you hate me for it

11. i still had those nightmares and i woke up screaming your name only to be comforted by your ghost and i killed her again

12. twelve months. it’s been twelve months and i’m still writing about you.

tengupengu:

This is my reading of For The High School Sophmore, Failing Math Class which is originally by tumblr user allmymetaphors the original post is here 

journeynotintothewildwoods:

thereweretearsinhereyes:

I think suicide would be the best way to die, you’re dying on your own terms, not somebody else’s. You get to say goodbye to your loved ones, even if it’s just in a letter or video. You win a game you were supposed to lose. 

NO FUCK THIS KIND OF THINKING.

Fuck tumblr for always glorifying suicide.

Let’s break this fucking post down. You’d better hit that readmore button, I stg.

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