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Suicidal ideation is back.
The yawning gap in my heart yawns even farther and deeper
The tears are welling up.
I've got no one to talk to
No one to share this hollow pain with
Everyone's got their own pain too
And I am just so selfish
Hanging unto my own hollow pain
Clinging unto it and hugging it tightly to my chest
Not sharing it with no one
Not sharing with no one their own pain
So selfish
So alone
Suicidal ideation has returned
And the tears are welling up to the brim again.
Prompt#9
Severus and Harry are soulmates. James and Lily aren't happy about it so James called for life debt forcing Severus to act hateful and unkind, any attempt of saying nice things will instantly turn malicious to Harry to the point that drove out Harry and Harry basically gave up to be with Severus and didn't want anything to do with him should Harry decide for some reason to pursue Severus. Severus couldn't tell in any shape or form about this and the only way to be with Harry was if somehow he could make Harry forgive him and want to be with him after Harry didn't want anything with Severus at all.
After Severus managed to drive Harry out and become the subject of everyone's hate because he hurt Harry. Severus couldn’t take it anymore and tried to take his own life. The spell around the astronomy tower saved him, however since the spell is old and waning it only managed to put him in a coma. Harry driven by his curiosity about why Severus wants to kill himself and the guilt of everyone who pushes Severus to this point set on a mission to discover the reasoning behind his suicide and perhaps find a way to wake Severus up from his magical coma.
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Might just fucking end it (or try to, again). I don't have anyone to stay alive for anymore and they clearly didn't need me to begin with. I'm such an idiot to think I could ever be wanted, I'm completely alone again, there's nothing for me here
Tf do you mean I'm "not in control"?? I just told myself that I'd cut my thighs tomorrow because I did my arms today and now I'm too tired. That's being in full control if you ask me 😤
LISTEN UP AGAIN KIDS STOP REBLOGGING THIS FUCKING GARBAGE POST. IT IS 100% FUCKING BULLSHIT AND CAN AND MOST DEFINITELY WILL LITERALLY KILL. DO YOU NOT SEE WARNING LABELS THAT SAY “DO NOT INDUCE VOMITING”? THEY AREN’T FUCKING AROUND. YOU CAN FUCKING BURN THEIR ESOPHAGUS BY CAUSING VOMITING, CAUSE CHOKING, DROWNING, OR MAKE IT WORSE! AGAIN DO NOT FORCE ANYTHING DOWN ANYONE’S THROAT. THEY. CAN. DROWN. IF SOMEONE IS LOSING CONCIOUSNESS ALL THE CHIT CHAT IN THE WORLD WILL NOT PREVENT IT AT THAT POINT THEY ARE IN SERIOUS DANGER. “Buuut i don’t wanna take them to the hospital!!!” WELL SUNSHINE GLAD YOU’D RATHER HAVE A DEAD FRIEND THAN A LIVING ONE BUT YOU’RE IN LUCK CALL FUCKING POISON CONTROL. THEY ARE NOT THE COPS. THEY WILL HELP YOU. AND IF THEY SAY GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL YOU GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL. NO EXCUSES. 0. NONE. I have seen this shit cross my dash SO MANY TIMES so PLEASE fucking reblog this and prevent some well meaning idiot from accidentally killing someone they love!
Reminder: You have No Fucking Right to tell someone to kill themselves or that they don't deserve life. I see smut writers getting told to kill themselves and that they're horrible people. It's the internet. There are way worse people on her and even way worse people in real life. You think that a person who writes stories on the internet deserves the same punishment as people who have killed multiple people. Get your facts straight. Leave people alone. Thank you and goodbye
A haircut. I was going through some pretty bad shit. I had a plan and everything. This was in the middle of the lockdown, so I hadn't had a haircut in so long. I wanted to look pretty at the funeral, so I gave myself a haircut. And I loved it so much, I was like I have to show people this, dying can wait. Still here. Different hair though.
Is it "suicidal thoughts" when I hold and stare at a sharp serrated knife for an hour, routinely pressing it against my wrist or throat just to see if it accidentally slip the wrong/right way, but eventually just sigh and drop it back in drawer and turn over to cry myself to sleep?