@discardedPasts โ #cw-self-harm
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @nightterrorpsychologist it Feels Like Second Nature By The Time You Reach 14. you Wake Up Feeling Awful, You Didn't Even Get A Full 5 Hours In So You Go To Make A Cup Of Coffee, There's A Reason You Keep The Coffee Maker In Your Room Now. it's Practically Routine. you Don't Remember Who You Were Talking To But You've Been More Irritable Lately, The Blood On Your Arms Is The Only Blanket Of Comfort You Have. it's Practically Routine. you Go Out For A Walk, Once Again A Small Part Of Your Brain Hoping To Die. It Would Be So Easy To Jump Into The Falls....Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: ฦโณฮทาแดเน.....? you Keep Thinking About Your Past. You Keep Thinking About Who You Were Raised By Under The Culling Program. The Memories You Repressed. The Memories You Didn't Want To Remember. The Things You Just Pushed Away To Forget. You Only Wanted To Remember The Good. Even If That Meant Having Large Memory Gaps. and Yet. The Pain Stayed. Deeply Hidden In Your Mind. Only To Be Uncovered By Subtle Reminders And An Old Photo. you Couldn't Handle The Memory. You Wanted A Way To Cope. You Ended Up Relapsing. You Would Always Cut Yourself As A Kid To Get ...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @nightterrorpsychologist you're Alone, The Storm Continues To Rage Above, "ืืืืืื ืืขืืืจ ืื." You Mutter. why Did You Go Out Again? why Do You Keep Praying For Help? you Don't Want Help. there's Something In These Woods, And It's Violent. you Know If You Run Into It You'll Be Ripped To Shreds. what A Painful End, Your Flesh Hanging Loose, Your Organs Falling Out. What A Horrible Desire For An 11 Year Old Girl To Hold. you Don't Know When The Desire Arose, But It Haunted You, Picking At The Back Of Your Mind. "it'll Go Away, I'll Feel Better Soon." You ...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @woegothic wouldn't You Like For These Memories Of Yours To Rot? you And I Both Know That They Don't. they Are Polite, Still, And Indispensable. They Lie Beneath The Floor Of Your Mind Like Something Wrapped In A Sheet, Once Beloved Enough To Be Mourned. Now, It Is Inconvenient Enough To Be Forgotten. If One Is Fortunate, The Sheet Says Clean. You Were Not, And Now It Has Stained Through. woegothe Curatrix Does Not Remember Her Death In The Manner People Would Prefer A Girl Like Her To Remember Dying. there Was No Tidy Last Breath. No Dramatic Ha...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @callouslycynical the Cause Had Been Going So Well. The Tide Of War Looked Almost As Though It Might Turn, Had You Pushed Just A Little More, Earned A Few More Critical Victories. A Duet Had Turned Into A Cadre, Into A Community, Into An Army. Her Righteous Cause Had Inspired Legions To Form An Uprising, And Your Mind Could See It All, The Chessboard Of The World Unfolded Through Maps And Battalions And Supply Lines. It Seemed Possible That She Could Win, Truly Win. such Folly. It All Came Crashing Down So Swiftly, And None Were Prepared. The Overwhelming ...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @tipsygenostalgic you Sat In Your Room Drunk, Drunker Than You Had Been In Years. You Fucked Up And You Know You Did, The Worst Part Of It Is You Did This On Purpose And You Know It. Sobriety Was Great, It Was, You Think? You're Too Drunk To Know How You Feel About It At The Moment. What You Do Know Is You Lied, You Told Everyone You Could Handle Alcohol Again, You Knew You Couldn't, You Knew This Was An Easy Way To A Relapse And Get Away With It, And That's Just What You Wanted. when Did You Start Crying? You're Not Sure, It's Probably The Guilt, They're All...Read more
The Big 200 ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @corallinecataclysm greetings, Young Seer. i See You Havenโt Ceased Your Fruitless Attempts At Peering Into My Hatchlingโs Mind, And Iโll Admit Iโve Grown Rather Fond Of Your Struggle. Consider This My Gift To You For Persisting, Though This Is Your Last Warning As Well. cease. do Not Tempt Fate, Restless As You Are To Do So. last Night, Our Link Was Blocked By Another. This Is, Too, A Reminder To My Sweet Youngling To Quit Fooling Herself Into Believing She Can Be Rid Of Me. You Are Mine, Meenah. The Sooner You Accept It, The Easie...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐: @megalomemes click, Nothing click, Nothing click, Nothing a Fourth, Fifth, Sixth And Seventh nothing you Flick Your Wrist, The Cylinder Opens, One Round, Same As Before you Flick It Shut Once More and Raise It Back To Your Temple click, Nothing #cw-self-harm #cw-attempted-suicide the Odds Never Stay In Your Favor Do They? I'm Sorry It Hurt. ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=dialog
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@anxiousTautology It is on your arms now. You can see it. Itโs all clear. The image of your hands, your wrists, your fingers. They are all covered. This image just pierces into your mind, like a knife through a hot butter. It slides in and gets stuck. It is now forever with you. It began as it always does. All dictated by the nature of laws in this universe. Another night, dozens of workers rising up under the layers of rocks, under the rays of the moons. They pack up and get to work. Some do it because it is their destiny. Some because there is no other op...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@damascusDoctorate The final sign of madness. I put the bottle down and I looked in the mirror. I had no idea what the balance was between being out of my mind enough not to feel what I was about to do, and being in my mind enough to do it properly. I don't think I put the lid back on, but it was empty anyway. Did I drink that much? Nevermind. I have to get this right. The open razor was just where Dad left it, shiny enough to reflect light, but not shiny enough to see my face in it properly. Good. I didn't want to. I took my glasses off, knowing the arms w...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:Fate's Agent You remember them. All their smiling faces. All their love. The moments you spent holding their faces. Watching them grow old around you. Your friends, your lovers. Only a few had the power to live beyond their sweeps. Watching the others pass broke your bloodpusher, into pieces, until there was nothing left. You remember beseeching a higher power. You discovered a way to call upon that power, in hopes of bringing them all back. You cut your palm over the sigil, built the macabre effigies... You remember seeing the blood drip, and the glow of th...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@arachnidGambler โThatโs not true,โ you tell yourself. You know the cruelty living in your hands. You hate everything youโve becomeโ the shape of your name, the sound of your own thoughts. So you keep pailing with strangers, keep pretending not to care, while secretly wishing someone had loved you gently enough to stay. You wish you were good. Or at least forgivable. But nothing erases it. Not the pills, not the rope around your neck, not the trembling excuses you whisper to yourself. You think about the things pain taught you to do, and it...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@arachnidGambler You still called them your lover, even though their touch felt like fear back then. You were too young to know that love was never supposed to hurt. Maybe thatโs what happens when your first lessons came from cruelty. You pushed away the people who cared, and hated yourself for it after. Now the smoke, the bottle, the razor on your skin. None of it makes you feel clean. None of it teaches you how to be loved. You wear yourself like a wound, and people flinch when they see you. Not because you are cruel, but because pain learned h...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@damascusDoctorate The final sign of madness. I put the bottle down and I looked in the mirror. I had no idea what the balance was between being out of my mind enough not to feel what I was about to do, and being in my mind enough to do it properly. I don't think I put the lid back on, but it was empty anyway. Did I drink that much? Nevermind. I have to get this right. The open razor was just where Dad left it, shiny enough to reflect light, but not shiny enough to see my face in it properly. Good. I didn't want to. I took my glasses off, knowing the arms w...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@drownedPrecipice You do not remember the night We chose you as Our Vessel. Our Reverberation. You do not remember when We entered your body. You do not remember the way We remade you in Our image. How We answered your wish. You do not remember the way We twisted your flesh, your muscles, your bones, your organs. Integrating your body into Our own. Knitting tentacles into ligaments and ink into blood. Filling every crevice of yourself with Us. You do not remember when you stopped aging. When you stopped growing. You do not remember holding the sc...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@arachnidsGalvanized Cold. Complete, total cold. It wasn't fleeting, it was consuming, but not in that sharp, stinging way. It was simply a lack of heat, any body warmth once retained stripped away from your broken, shattered body. You couldn't think. All you could feel was a dull, throbbing ache, throughout what was left of your tired, burning husk. It couldn't be called a body anymore; there was too much blood, sinew, bone. Your already decaying shell bloomed open on the metal flooring like a blue carnation, tissue and organs and limbs blown to shreds. T...Read more
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐:@megaloMemes You buried her, in that same old spot the two of you used to hide away that old clearing in the woods you ran and ran and ran carrying that mound of yellow pulp for hours and you buried it what was left of her that sickening disgusting squelch as strike after strike turned her into a bloody mush while she screamed for your help even as your arms and legs tore from their grasp you could not help you could not help you could not help you still carry her blade that golden rapier still covered in her blood ...Read more