Anonymous asked:
I don't know when you posted that but oh my god, please come back. Please don't do it. There are people that care about you and you can get the help you need. It's a struggle. I know. But please don't give up now... I don't even know what to say. Just, please. You. Are a wonderful human being. You make a difference in other people's lives. Even if you can't see it you've made a difference in mine. It sounds selfish of me. But please stay.

Thank you for this message. It means a lot. There is a new blog, this one is dead. If you would like it, message me not-anonymous, and I might hand it out.

As for the content of this message: Thank you. Help is a fickle thing and not always there win you need it, but make sure you always branch out. Anyone would be a savior if they’re given the chance to be one.  It means a lot that ToxicPoet impacted your life, that was their goal, always. It is never selfish to say something you mean or say something about yourself. Society has turned self-care into self-centered-ness. And that is not it at all. To say “I’m Beautiful” is not being self centered, selfish, annoying, rude, or anything of the sort. In fact, it is completely different. It is empowering and it shows strength, it shows such confidence that in today’s society, is almost unheard of. I just want to make sure that you know this. So saying anything along the lines of

  • I’m beautiful
  • I’m worthy
  • I’m doing well
  • I’m going to conquer this
  • I’m mighty
  • I’m PERFECT just the way I am
  • I belong here, now and for the rest of my life
  • I love myself

These are just some things that ToxicPoet always believed, and cherished. Maybe not for themself, but they loved letting others know how worthy someone was, how loved and beautiful someone is. So, as an end to this, I say Go on. Live your life. If you know ToxicPoet, maybe you’d like to know a little more. Don’t hide, love yourself and be confident in what you do. (Now, taking account for anxiety, it is very hard to speak up and share out of nowhere and to a stranger, but Believe in yourself. You. Can. Do. It.)

Love, as always, goes out to you.

I’m done. I can’t do it anymore. Goodbye sorry whatever

(Source: artificialcreativity)


im funnier online where I can’t stutter


taking a nap is always so risky like when will I wake up? in thirty minutes? in 2 hours? in 7 years?? no one can be sure








i don’t really understand where penises go when boys wear pants

sometimes to the left

sometimes to the right

sometimes up

sometimes down

sometimes painful

sometimes not


take it back now y’all

One hop this time

please don’t jump on my penis

too late




i dont think my friends understand. when i say my room is messy i dont mean “cute” messy where i have a jacket hanging here and there i mean messy as in fuckin trash island where garbage citizens hold elections over who will become the next trash overlord it’s fuckin gross

(Source: plannedparenthood)



I was chatting with a donor before I drew his blood, and he was a dentist. when I actually drew him, there was just a little squirt of blood and it surprised him

I looked him in they eye and told him “you’re bleeding because you don’t floss”

and he went dead silent

had the opportunity and fucking seized it


i’m here
i’m queer
can i go back to bed now

(Source: jamesboochananbarnes)