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Portrait of Autism

My head doesn't work like yours What for you is black and white Can be for me very grey Sometimes I may not grasp right and wrong I may not listen to yes or no But it's not that I am horrible, evil I just don't understand. My body doesn't work like yours Sometimes I just can't sit still I have to move and run and jump And sometimes I can stay unmoving For hours, staring into space Or rocking back and forth It's a coping mechanism, a comfort My emotions don't work like yours I can be happy one minute Then miserable the next I analyse things too much And replay words of pain If I lean on you, don't push me away I need the

autism awarwness

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Black Friday- Franticshipping

The first thing she noticed was his warm breath on her neck. Then came the yelling. “Sapphire!” “HUNHZZAT?!” Sapphire lashed out as she jerked out of sleep, rolling onto her toes and ready to attack. “Ouch! You didn’t have to hit me.” Sapphire slowly blinked, sliding onto her knees as the burst of adrenaline left her. “…Ruby?” She tried to scowl, but was too tired to manage. Instead she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands, pulling the blanket up over her shoulders. “…what time’s it? And what’n the heck are ya doing in my room?” The boy readjusted his glasse

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yaoi and yuri

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sculptures

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Self Harm

I scratch, White marks appear. As they turn red, Out pours all my anger. I smash, My head against walls. Pain soars through my body, Releasing all my mental pain. I burn, Red marks on my skin. They bring freedom, Setting me free from the fires of hell. Hurting no one but myself. Finding mental freedom from physical pain. Red, white, purple, blue. Anger, rejection, upset, pain. People say it's wrong, They look down their noses. Only making things worse, Friends leave, strangers frown. So, I can't cope with my mental pain, But i've never inflicted pain on YOU.

Devious Collection 2

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Links and stuff

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Nuzlocke Features 02

Feb 25, 2013

Hello, fellow First Summer fans! It's Leptocyon (https://www.deviantart.com/leptocyon) speaking and it's time for another monthly Nuzlocke feature. But before we get to the point I just wanted to say hi to everyone. I hope you're doing fine and that you're managing to harmonize everyday duties like school, college and job with other stuffs you like to do in spare time. It's very important to devote to both of those things, just be smart and loose your heads. Moreover, I haven't thanked to all of you for joining our little fan group. Thank you all for joining. We will do our best to make this group interesting for you. Kris' Nuzlocke comic is awesome and I hope that this wil

sadness intenseifys

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Self Harm by MexicanPrincess, literature

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Self Harm

Dear Diary by RedKaiKen, literature

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Dear Diary

Dear Diary; Today was just the same as yesterday. The teenage girl scribbled in her ragged notebook that served as her diary/vent notebook. For the past several weeks that's all she had written for each day. Nothing ever changed, nothing got better. Dear Diary; Today was worse. She couldn't bring herself to write down all the horrors of her day, so instead, she cried into her diary staining the page with teardrops. Dear Diary; Today was just as bad, if not worse then yesterday. She closed her diary and cried. Was it ever going to get better? Dear Diary; I just want to die... She wrote in small letters, hoping that no one would ever

On my own by poetrymunky, literature

What happened? by writing-to-write, literature

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What happened?

One moment I'm sitting in my room writing poetry in my bed room, The next I'm lying on the cold tile floor of my bathroom. What happened? I don't know, I can't think, I can't focus, I don't want to know. All I can remember is the lyrics sung in the background of my bedroom, I do want to remember how I got to the bathroom. What happened? That made me move, That broke me down, That broke my walls, That made me do it again. I was fine hiding under my covers writing, But things changed and so did my setting. What happened? Things became a challenge, Things got hard, Things got scary, Things became painful. What ha

Cutting by avrilfanforever, literature

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Cutting

You asked me to stop cutting. Don’t you understand? Talking doesn’t help. Yeah, I show up to school with cuts and scars. But you must, you have to, understand why, I do what I do. It’s not some fad. I’m not looking for attention. I’m not doing it because everyone else is. Nor am I doing it because I think it’s cool. I do it because I don’t know how. How to stop the pain...

society. by RoseScarlet, literature

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society.

We live in a society where obese men can't be beautiful. We live in a society where being African American automatically makes us criminals. We live in a society where women are looked down upon as whores and sluts. We live in a society where having anxiety means we're nuts. We live in a society where being blonde means we're brainless. We live in a society where wearing turbans make us terrorists. We live in a society where having good grades means we don't have a life. We live in a society where being a man means you want a wife. We live in a society where the unemployed are lowly. We live in a society where the gay are just lonely

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