lost-coffedemon

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Google how to send hate mail to historians and authors who have been dead for decades to centuries to millennia. Urgent.

I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

Lately I'm struggling again, with so many things. But the worst is the inability to regulate feelings.

I am so full of love and sorrow at the same time. I'm drowning in myself. Sometimes the emotions come like a flood in the ocean or in waves. And sometimes it's just a mere drop dripping in my brain, my day. But always drowning. Either in the overflow or in the nothingness.

I know I should be able to get out of this alone. Shouldn't depend on anyone! But could you help me out of this misery and guide me back home?

what i love about enter shikari is that, although the message is that our current political and economic systems are endangering the future, IF we do something, we are not doomed. like juggernauts: “i know that we’ve still got time but i do not think we’re invincible” and …meltdown: “it’s not too late”

🚨 Urgent Appeal for Help from Gaza 🚨

My name is Mohammed, and I am a husband and father of three amazing children. We live in Gaza, a place that was once filled with the vibrant energy of bustling markets, children playing in the streets, and the comforting presence of family and friends. Our city, with its beautiful coastline and historic charm, was a place where we could dream of a better future. 🥺

But today, that Gaza feels like a distant memory. The ongoing war has ravaged our home, leaving it severely damaged and our means of livelihood shattered. What was once a place of joy and community has turned into a zone of fear, with bombings that never cease and the constant struggle to secure basic necessities like food and clean water.

We are weary, and the daily struggle to survive in this war-torn reality has taken a heavy toll on us. The place that once gave us comfort and hope now feels dangerous and uncertain, and I worry about what the future holds for my children.

After much painful reflection, my family and I have made the heart-wrenching decision to leave Gaza in search of safety and a chance to rebuild our lives. We are trying to raise $40,000 to escape the war and cover our living expenses abroad for one year, giving us the time we need to find stability and start anew. 🕊️

Leaving our beloved home, the place where we were born and raised, is not a decision we take lightly. But for the sake of our children and the hope of a safer, brighter future, we must take this step. 😔

We humbly ask for your support. Any contribution, no matter how small, will bring us closer to our goal and help us begin the journey toward safety and a new life. 🙏

Thank you for your kindness, understanding, and generosity. 🌹

gofundme.com

Donate to Help Mohammed's Family From Gaza Rebuild Their Lives, organized by Mohammed Abu Swierh

My name is Mohammad Salem Abu Swierh, a husband and father of… Mohammed Abu Swierh needs your support for Help Mohammed's Family From Gaza R

I want to tell you how much you mean to me. I want to show you what I wrote about you. But I'm so afraid. Afraid of what you'll think. Afraid that you won't understand. Because I couldn't even be mad, I barely understand it myself. But I wish I could let you know, but I'm way too afraid of losing you.

You're stuck in my mind just like a song but somehow I can't manage to find the words to explain how much I care about you. You're awesome and my brain likes you, a lot. You're cool and funny and I like spending time with you. A week where I don't get to see you doesn't feel right. Seeing you makes life feel a little bit more light. But I don't understand the feelings I have. I simply don't know in what way I've fallen in love with you. Because I've said it before and I'll say it again, loving your friends is a form of falling in love too

Loving your friends is a form of falling in love too

Walter Benjamin *15. Juli 1892

Rauchen XII

You ever wonder how many people think about you in a day? How many different thoughts have I infiltrated?

Can I come over?

Can you hold me closer?

Can I crawl in your bed?

And lay down my head?

To get some rest,

On your shoulder or chest!

'cause I feel a bit shaky,

but you feel like safety.

My thoughts are in a rush,

and everything feels way too much.

You're my last sense of direction,

so I need (this) platonic affection.

Because my head got too loud,

it's like there's a giant cloud.

I feel the darkness grow,

and I'm feeling low.

You help me feeling okay,

But not in a romantic way.

With you I don't have to mask,

so is it okay if I ask:

Can I come over tonight?

Because I fail to find light.

hello you liked my obscure post

wanna go for virtual coffee?

I mean I like people that seem to know who Walter Benjamin is and I do like coffee, so that sounds like a great idea

rb to relieve the back pain of the person u reblogged this from

Love letter to my friends

I wish I could ask you to come over right now.

Wish I could but I don't know how…

I wish I could tell you about

Everytime my head gets too loud.

How you manage to shut up my mind.

How you help me to find

A way to escape those thoughts in my head.

The ones that leave me wanting to be dead.

Without you I can't find the way.

That's why I wish I could ask you to stay.

Wish I could ask you to stay with me tonight

And help me kill the pain I feel inside.

But telling you about it all

Would mean letting down my wall.

Would allow you to see

Even the hidden parts of me.

And honestly, I probably would

If I only knew how I could…

Cause losing loved ones is what I fear most

But I still let you come so close.

And even despite of my fear

You're part of the reason I'm still here…

i really felt it when Oli said “why am i this way, stupid medicine not doing anything”

BMTH lyrics are starting to feel personal

reblog to give somebody a fucking hug because we are all struggling to get through it. solidarity in this tough ass world.

Shout-out to the autistics who crave hugs. Shout-out to the autistics whose love language is touch.

And shout-out to the autistics who were denied a timely diagnosis because a misinformed professional thought you were "too affectionate" to be autistic.

You aren't any less autistic because of how you show affection. And you aren't nearly as rare as pop culture and outdated research would imply.

when the autism is being an actual mental health problem instead of making me obsess over fictional characters again:

(Gefühlschaos)

So oft ist das Leben hart

Aber ich mag dich

Auf eine ganz eigene Art

Und deshalb auch etwas mich

Ich hoffe es wird dich nicht stören

Das ich es mag dich anzusehen

Mag dir zuzuhören

Dich zu verstehen

Mag die Worte die dein Mund verlassen

Mag wie du denkst

Kann es kaum fassen

Wenn du mir ein Lächeln schenkst

Das Bittersüße Gefühl dich zu vermissen

Das Stille Chaos in mir

Würd gern alles von dir wissen

Verbringe so gerne Zeit mit dir

Vielleicht werde ich es wagen,

Wer hätte es geahnt,

Dir irgendwann zu sagen

"Ich mag dich (etwas) mehr als geplant"

reblog if ur lgbt and have a bad eyesight

trying to prove a point to my oculist

So last year I became kinda obsessed with Walter Benjamin. I tend to like things in extreme ways, so the desire to own everything he ever wrote was kind of expected. I now own 15 books written by or about Walter Benjamin.

I think I won't stop buying them…

That was me, except my obsession stuck. There hasn’t been a day I didn’t think about Walter Benjamin since summer

I want to own every book Benjamin wrote. And every book written about him. I don’t know if it’s ever going to stop

What if I got really into Walter Benjamin for a week. What then

Tumblr Code.

We don’t tell people enough that we like them.

I don’t think people know what they mean to each other. At least I don’t and I’m pretty sure that I’m not alone with that.

I’ve got so many amazing people in my life and I’m really trying to let them know how awesome they are but I don’t do it nearly enough.

We should tell people more often how wonderful they are!

your pets would miss you if you were gone

your family would miss you if you were gone

your friends would miss you if you were gone

the world would miss you if you were gone

Tumblr would miss you if you were gone

I'd miss you if you were gone

I choose coffee today.