BLESS THIS POST seriously anytime someone says faggot this is what I have to explain.
Personally, if anyone, even friends, uses the word towards me, hell will be unleashed. They will have known better from that point because of the days in the past few years I’ve dealt with; skipping school for a number of days in eighth grade because I saw myself as trash and feared someone would beat me to a bloody pulp, watching my every move so no one will become suspicious of me, cutting myself for not being normal and conforming to standards, crying about my future in which I’ll be buried so young due to my overwhelming self-hatred.
If gay/bi/queer persons (especially males) use this slur, even if we’re friends, they will see pain and wrath unleashed upon them because I have memories no one should have. This dark history I’ll carry until I die.
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It’s midsummer, school’s out and I should be staying up late till three in the morning. Instead, I’m forcing myself to sleep early because I want to long hours of escaping from reality. Tears come every few nights and I don’t know if I can handle this any longer. Can someone hold me until I sleep peacefully?
At least my order arrived at The Full Circle today so I can achieve escapism alongside having a cup of rich latte from Lemonjello’s.
I connected with a blade this morning. Fuck this unhealthy addiction.