Stepping out of the claustrophobic space that was my home, into beautiful sunlight which had somehow still always felt melancholic
Dragging my feet down the small street to the trail I had yet gotten to know
To a trail of traintracks, surrounded by greenery and the smell of Summer
I stood there, staring down the tracks that must've gone for miles and could've taken me anywhere
Anywhere but here
Take a deep breath,
Start walking.
One can only go so far from what's home, so I go back to the what's only considered a house
Day after day I make the trip down the road lined with decrepit houses on each side, to an opening in the forest,
To the tracks
I get further each time
Staying out later,
Walking slower,
Taking up as much time as I could.
Seeing those tracks and the forest surrounding it change gracefully throughout the seasons,
Yet never being able to appreciate the beauty of it all
Looking back on it though, I remember
Remember how each season smelt
How the air felt
The colors.
Winter was my last season there,
I had made it pretty far down the tracks by that point
The last step I took before heading back for the final time left me standing at the end of the tracks, a road infront of me and the next set of tracks following after
I stood there for longer than necessary, the scenery ahead of me hardly something to be admired,
I didn't want to have to make that trip back.
I was so tired,
So tired of what kept driving me further down the tracks.
It was that simple
Steve Randle is really gay for Sodapop Curtis, pass it on
So true bestie
I really need this spread around because this is becoming a serious issue:
THESE types of posts really need to stop being made or spread. I have OCD and these are a massive trigger, because I physically cannot ignore them. I thought it was just a me thing for a while but then I posted a rant on my story on Instagram and so many other people with OCD (or even without) feel the same, and on top of that they just clog peoples feeds.
And it’s not not just the ones with consequences. Even the ones with rewards trigger it, because my brain automatically fills in the consequence.
This is becoming a serious issue and it’s really been affecting mine and others mental health. I don’t know if this will get anywhere but I’m trying to spread the message in the hopes that people understand.
My life purpose isn’t to “work.”
Your life purpose isn’t to “work.”
Disabled people especially should not be required to damage their health in order to be respected as a human being.
Gaylord’s galore
#read her like a book
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people who don't wear glasses are so weird like you just wake up and your eyes are pussy fresh??