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Use these please don’t lose hope
Please, spread this for those who might need it right now
U.S. suicide hotline: call or text 988 (available 24 hours)
U.S. trans lifeline: (877) 565-8860 (when you call, you’ll speak to a trans/nonbinary peer operator. full anonymity and confidentiality)
Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357) – provides 24/7 confidential support and referrals for individuals and families facing mental health and substance use disorders, including panic attacks and anxiety.
LGBT National Help Center: (888) 843-4564
Trevor Project: Call (866) 488-7386, text START to 678-678, or chat online.
Take care of yourself and each other. Please stay safe ♡
whoever on the mv team decided to pan up to mlm flag colored streamers while lino sang “where i shine brightest just the way i am”… that was certainly a choice
they rly said let’s fuel those allegations ⛽️⛽️
The struggles of youth 🍃
He is so cute when he is embarrassed by his crush 😚💙
Worth It by Levi Robinheart (lyrics)
I’m up ‘cause you’re in my room I’ll keep-a myself from sleepin’ There’s nobody else in you Is it worth it to keep on dreamin’? Is it worth it to close my hair or brush my teeth in the mornin’? Is it worth it to go upstairs? I dunno, but I sure am thirsty
You woke me up inside your mind and said there’s nothin’ here to see I felt your ankles when they sprained but all I understood was grief I came to you in search of Hobbit holes, some earlobes, and a dream But all you said was “here’s a mess, go stuff it up and fix me!”
My sparrows told me there would come a day you’d paint yourself in blue Don’t disrespect the way you talk to me the way I talk to you I hear MacBeth within your eyes I read MacDuff around my feet I guess we all prefer our lies so I say damn the whole thing!
I don’t wanna sleep with you I’m not gonna take your reasons I wish I could keep my cool I guess we could call it even
[CHORUS:
I’m gonna be big someday I don’t know what’s so important I cry ‘cause I want my way I jump ‘cause I can’t ignore it I wanna be everything I’m not gonna live forever I can’t hope to live with me If I’m just gonna give you everything ]
I stopped sweating through my pores because the Sun just doesn’t give The man I use to start a war is not the man I use to live Twenty miles an hour and silent as the kingdoms in the Alps We’re just the corpses of the future kin we used to care about
The nights I stare myself to death The hours spent murdering my nose The mi’r exposes me yet it’s the mi’r of that I hate the most Oh, how we’re stranded in the Mississippi kickin’ at a can I may be toothless but I just don’t see the gun in your hand
I just came to walk away It don’t matter if you want me Go on then and stuff your face I’d rather be dry and starving
[CHORUS]
I want to tear my face apart I want to squeeze you into space I want to step on all the stars and make this medicine my grave I want to set this house on fire and swallow dollar bills and change But most of all I want to kill your thoughts and prove I’m not a waste
I want to sail across the sea and drown in paper cuts and lime I want to scrub out all my teeth and make ‘em sharper than the sky I want to knock out all my friends I want my friends to poison me But I’m still yellin’ in my room so I say fuck this whole thing
I’m gonna be big someday I don’t know what’s so important I cry ‘cause I want my way I jump ‘cause I can’t ignore it I wanna be everything I’m not gonna let me fear you I can’t hope to live with me Please repeat yourself, I can’t hear you!
[CHORUS]
[miscellaneous cheering and whooping]
Is it worth it to save a life? Is it worth it if it’s my own? Is it worth it to feel alright if it means I can find my home? I just wanna leave something and everything hurts like hell If nothing is anything then anything could be anything
truth about him from the eyes of a fern
i saw him painting yellow in the rain.
weathered with moss and pale patches that looked like a gutter with massive, dried toothpaste stains - the wall of the dull, intrusive cellphone tower caught my interest, one day.
first, i noticed the great portion of soothing blue that began to mask the ugliness, then i was quickly enchanted by the yellow—the colour of that good, beloved kind of powdered curry. i was D R A W N. through the back glass, i managed to see only an afro—glorious in the rain. the taxi ripped me away from the scene—curious, inspired, intrigued.
but i found out. thanks, Dani :) it was KRISTON BANFIELD.
for all his life, and nineteen of mine, Kriston Banfield and i were “neighbours”. he is now 20 and laughed when i divulged my occasional “give one” or “take one” formula for sharing my age. but i stated it honestly. it was not important for me to cheat youth or maturity in that instance.
we walked for a bit in the rain while i tried to regulate my excitement that he was a new source of inspiration for me, and i hope, the community.
his vibrant, enlightened beings will share spaces along the lengthy one-way-in-one-way-out road in my “Past de Lighthouse” community. i allow myself to be carried away with my own sentimentality and be persuaded that the fantastic, emulsified characters will move people to appreciate this public form of expression. perhaps it will encourage them to relay their own positive messages, activating a new sense of pride in the valley.
Banfield’s animated use of colour and his kinetic lines constitute energy, movement and change. they communicate and evoke so many thoughts and possibilities, to me.
i am in full support of what he is doing and am grateful that he is taking time and showing interest in doing it here, in “de bush”—in Santa Cruz. FULL RESPECT TO THIS POSITIVE YOUTH. he real kewl too. check out his blog: http://kbanfield.tumblr.com/
Light.
Let's accelerate even if we're about to crash #poem #poetry #poemsofig #poet #poetryisnotdead #dylanthomas #dreams #hope #youth #literature #classic
so my parents are going to kick me out because i like girls (im a girl too) and im so fucking scared what am i gonna do??
List of LGBTQ Youth resources by state
If you have no one to stay with, reach out to a local LGBTQ+ center for help
All-Seeing
An evening mask or a pretty
pattern drawn
on the sky of your back
ready for nights waiting hand
the skeletal bottles collect
on the porch
ready for the warm house invite
and the patter of the confident booms strong
I can not wait til the calm
when all the violence is gone
but the walls as thin as whispers
and it reaches the sleeping mind
the inquisitive part
the seas are receding
faster than the beaches are formed.
We are still all the way put together
the slip of years warming the bones of youth
the body is a temple, on a Holy River
and no one descends from the mountains
to hear my truth
when the figures brush against me
and the naked boast they are all seeing
I can not remember for my life, anything
past the point of my own body, that the
light is now catching.
Image via/from the London UK School Strike
From the school strike outside Town Hall in Sydney. Look at all these amazing signs! Look at all these amazing people demanding a better future from our politicians! I’m so proud!
NYT Cooking This incredibly refreshing salad is loosely based on a recipe for a Thai cellophane noodle salad in Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Duguids Hot Sour Salty Sweet The authentic recipe includes more garlic and chiles as well as dried shrimp Make sure to cut up the noodles before you try to toss them with the other ingredients
Quilt
Lena Sayaphoum
Lena sayaphoum
NYT Cooking This incredibly refreshing salad is loosely based on a recipe for a Thai cellophane noodle salad in Jeffrey Alford and Naomi Duguids Hot Sour Salty Sweet The authentic recipe includes more garlic and chiles as well as dried shrimp Make sure to cut up the noodles before you try to toss them with the other ingredients
Was at my friends house and I meet their super cute! animals💕💕💕:3
https://www.instagram.com/reel/CdmDgz0FWc8/?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=
Day 4 - Cavagrande del Cassibile
La nostra essenza
Day 4 - Cavagrande del Cassibile
P-A-R-A-D-I-S-O
Day 2 - Scicli
Sei quello che nel buio della mia vita ha scostato la tenda e l’ha illuminata
Day 2 - Scicli
È la mia cittadina preferita, c’era un caldo infernale, il caldo era in testa, i litigi e l’amore intenso.
Day 2 - Mangiagesso, Modica
Ricordati sempre di stare con quelle persone che ti fanno sentire come se la tua vita fosse un film
In quei giorni c’era un freddo tremendo, viviamo nell’isola del sole, non siamo abituati alla neve addosso, i nostri inverni sono le primavere degli altri, ma al sole e fra le braccia l’uno dell’altro era un altro mondo. Era tutto chiuso, una città deserta, il mondo era nostro.
8 Gennaio 2017
Lui le guardò la bocca per un attimo. <<Non ho dormito questa notte. La vita è troppo bella per passarla a dormire, non trovate?>>
Dark Shadows
Agosto 2012
Scared
To grow old,
Petrified of getting lines,
Creases from frowning
Always clowning around,
With grey painted lipstick,
Creased upon his cheek
Over the wrinkles
That make his skin looked inked,
I’ll hesitate To undress,
scared of the bed
I once laid upon
Without a rest .
Don’t want it to be my
Last place of rest.
The joys of youth,
But now I have
nothing to lose .
I’ve lived my life with grace
And know it’s my resting place
On earth, back to the ground,
Where I was first placed .
@trueemotions91
I know everyone is anticipating the growth of Connie but can we talk about the family picture in the back with the tiny Connie too please???