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round and round the winchesters go

@selfihateyouithink / selfihateyouithink.tumblr.com

I am an Angel of the Lord who probably would do well in finance, and I don't like to do what people expect. Thirty-four. White USian. Autistic, anxious depressive (with PTSD). Nonbinary/genderqueer (demigirl). She/they pronouns. Sex-indifferent pan gay greyromantic demisexual. INFP/ISFP. Survivor. Socialist. Feminist. Relativist. Agnostic atheist. Struggling college student (yes, still). Honest misanthrope (because humans are works of art but humanity is tainted by its hatreds, conceits, and deceits), almost never neutral (because the status quo isn't), and unapologetic slasher 'til death do I stop. I am things, I question things, I like things, I hate things, I watch things, I read things, I write things, I say things, I do things. Things happen on this blog.
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azspot
Student loans are destroying the imagination of youth. If there’s a way of a society committing mass suicide, what better way than to take all the youngest, most energetic, creative, joyous people in your society and saddle them with, like $50,000 of debt so they have to be slaves? There goes your music. There goes your culture. There goes everything new that would pop out. And in a way, this is what’s happened to our society. We’re a society that has lost any ability to incorporate the interesting, creative and eccentric people.

It’s not only the creative people who suffer under huge student debts, people with countless other types of jobs (construction, factory work, waitressing, etc.), their quality of life and the quality of their work environments and work input are also negatively affected by having to pay off too-high student loans.

Source: truthdig.com
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askendcas

“Cain said to the Lord, ‘My punishment is too great to bear! Behold, You have driven me this day from the face of the ground; and from Your face I will be hidden, and I will be a vagrant and a wanderer on the earth, and whoever finds me will kill me.’But the Lord said to him, ‘Not so; anyone who kills Cain will suffer vengeance seven times over.’ Then the Lord put a mark on Cain so that no one who found him would kill him.”  [Genesis 4:13-15]

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Cas,

You’re never going to read this letter. Sorry. I have just enough alcohol in my system to write it, but not enough to send it.

I left you out of the letter to Bobby and Sam. Sorry for that, too. But they’re going to hate me for it, and I’m not sure I could stand you hating me as well. It’s a shitty move, but I’d rather leave you wondering instead. I’m selfish that way, and I’ve always been selfish about you.

You make me selfish, Cas. You make me want things. For me. Thanks for that, I guess. But also, screw you. Life’s a lot easier when you’re not living it for yourself.

I guess saying yes to Michael is some fucked up combination of living for myself and living for others. Save the world on my own terms, at least. Maybe by someone else’s hand, but fuck it. Besides, you guys deserve the world a lot more than I deserve it.

Cas, do what you want, but do good, man. Go back to heaven and give em hell. Stay on earth and help rebuild. You fought for free will, Mr. Comatose. Don’t forget to use it.

I would ask you to look after Bobby and Sam, but I know they don’t need no looking after. I would ask you to look after yourself, but I know you won’t do that either. Stupid dumb angel who cares too much. You’ll probably open up a puppy orphanage or something once things are settled down. (Name one after me, ok?)

I don’t give advice because I never follow advice given, but I’ll make an exception for you. Just think of it as me returning the favor.

Surround yourself with people you’d die for. But try not to die for them, because the feeling is probably mutual. See what I’m getting at? You probably don’t, and I can picture you frowning at the page you’re never going to read.

Then again, you surprise me a lot, so who knows. Maybe you know exactly what I’m saying. Again, sorry I suck at writing love letters.

sorry sorry sorry

The alcohol’s wearing off and I’m sobering up.

Sorry, Cas. For everything.

                                [incoherent scribbles] - Dean

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Anonymous asked:

I don't really agree with you, but I'm done messaging you after this. I wanted to say I don't actually agree with her opinion on John Winchester (I think he's a fucking scumbag) and there are some aspects I disagree with her about Meg, too, but there are things I disagree with you about. Again, sorry for accusing you. I should have thought better and not acted so quickly. I just really want her to be okay and safe from hate.

Then tell her to think things through better. That’s the way to be “okay and safe from hate”. Pay more attention to the things you’re saying and how they can be legitimately taken, instead of presuming your intention and your discretion absolves awful opinions of being awful or being duly challenged. That’s partially what I was telling her to do, too, honestly.

I don’t know what you mean by “agree with me” but if it’s something other than Meg being a rapist and John Winchester being an abuser, I’m not super concerned with it. You don’t have to uniformly agree with everything I say in order to do what I was asking. Nor does she.

You’re forgiven. I appreciate the apology a lot, and I hope she’s okay too.

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Anonymous asked:

Look, I'm sorry I sent that guilt-tripping ask. I did not mean to make you nervous. I was just very upset that she had left and worried because she has /very/ suicidal tendencies. I'm sorry. And I think you have a right to post your opinion and fight back, but she did NOT directly message you, it was on her blog, and she never mentioned your name. You ASSUMED it was about you. And it reached a point where you should have backed down or messaged privately because she was so upset.

/hesitantly

…You’re forgiven…

I’m sorry that she left and it is worrying that she has suicidal tendencies and is gone, and I hope she’s okay, I wish her no harm.

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Anonymous asked:

Wow, yeah, that last anon was really passive-aggressively shitty with rather transparent attempts at guilting you. You explained to someone why their shitty opinion was shitty and harmful, and they flounced off tumblr rather than examine their own mindset (and maybe felt bad because someone challenged their fucked-up worldview). A flounce is not suicide. Valid criticism is not bullying. The world does not have to tolerate oppressive and damaging opinions.

Thank you, that’s how I feel about it, too.

I appreciate this message a lot, because wow was that Ask damaging.

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Anonymous asked:

Social justice is supposed to be about helping people and fighting for the rights of those mistreated so that everyone can be at peace and happy but you took it way too far. She's gone. We don't know what happened to her and it's because you couldn't just message her privately. You may not have been the one sending the hate, but you gave people the motive and you KNEW there was a way to avoid it. Congrats. You win. She's probably dead now for all we know. But at least her opinion is gone, right?

Behind a cut not to hide my response but to not trigger anyone with a description of being so.

Additionally, I’d like to apologize for my America-centric assumptions that she was from here. Whether the oppression of rape culture(s) doesn’t seem to differ much or not, that was wrong of me, and I’m sorry. 

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I don't track the 'wank for ts' tag. All you had to do was move beyond my opinions. I tag things with 'wank for ts' so people don't have to see them. My opinions aren't yours. And I'm not trying to shove them down anybody's throat. But what you've done is taken my post and turned me into something I most certainly am not. The things in my ask box? Congratulations.

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Then how were you even seeing my posts? Looking for them?

Fine, you don't track it. You were doing the same thing I was, more so, because I do, which means I wasn't looking for them. They were there. And you could have done the very same thing, but you didn't. So why do you expect me to?

No. I've called you out for what your actions make you out to be. If you're not that, then do something to contradict that. You've yet to, so far.

I don't condone anybody sending you hate. I was sending you criticism. I want you to change your point of view; I don't hate you, I just think you happen to be very wrong in a way that hurts me and others.

Don't congratulate me. They're not my minions--I don't have any, I didn't tell them to do that, and I don't want them to be doing it, nor did I do it myself. I don't think you deserve it, either. I want you to live and learn; nothing more than that.

ONCE AGAIN, FOLLOWERS: STOP. SENDING. HATE. TO THIS PERSON.

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Anonymous asked:

stop sending her hate and telling her to kill herself or if it's not you then tell your followers to stop this is not okay jesuschrist she's my friend and she's had issues with suicide for a while now please stop.

It’s not me, and I’m sorry for any part I may have played in that.

I have no control over other people’s actions.

I don’t want anybody to kill themselves. I wouldn’t tell them to. I definitely don’t want anybody Following me to, on my behalf or not.

IF YOU’RE TELLING ANYONE I HAVE ARGUED WITH ON HERE TO KILL THEMSELVES, STOP.

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Cas was told he didn’t have the will to win. Dean rushed in to save him and failed. Because Dean can’t save Cas from that. He slid the blade over and Cas made the decision. He made the decision to fight, to live, and wow. I’m so happy right now

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Oh god thank fucking christ.

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roughkiss

I usually don’t reblog these, but I feel like some of my followers could probably use the reassurance. I definitely have these kinds of thoughts sometimes.

so i’m not crazy for randomly thinking such thoughts? what a relief!

Edgar Allan Poe had a name for it too: The Imp of the Perverse. he compared the impulses to a demon that urges people to do the wrong thing simply because it can be done

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beastlyart

The compulsion to jump from high places is called “l’appel du vide" in French. The call of the void. I think it’s specific to that one instance, but I think it’s a cool phrase for this phenomenon in general.

I think about this with random sharp objects laying around, too. “What if I just jammed this into my eye or throat right now? … oh god WHAT.” Just… fucking christ, brain. Don’t.

This is actually really reassuring.

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lotolle

I’m not the only one that does this! 

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