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  • Even the worst Taliban or Isis terrorist has a more pure mind than these Psychiatric doctors. & MY Loathing & Hate is definately the strongest & most Just - I AM RIGHT PERIOD
    Even the worst Taliban or Isis terrorist has a more pure mind than these Psychiatric doctors. & MY Loathing & Hate is definately the strongest & most Just - I AM RIGHT PERIOD
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  • It seems a shadow of misfortune follows me. I've come to expect it: a fleeting moment of light is always chased away by a familiar storm, pulling me back under with brutal force.

    What truly unnerves me is the silence within. The emotional echo of these disasters has faded to nothing. I am a dry well—events that should summon a flood of tears now barely register. Is this resilience, or is it erosion? My psyche, to save itself, seems to have severed the wires, leaving me feeling like an spectator in my own tragicomedy, muttering, 'This can't be real.'

    I observe my life as through a thick, silent pane of glass. The impact is muted, the meaning distant. I am a curious stranger to my own apathy, asking, 'What happens when you simply have nothing left to feel?'

    Is this emptiness making me stronger, or is it the void before the collapse? I built these walls stone by stone for protection, but now they encircle me. They keep the world's anguish out. The question is no longer about weathering the storm, but whether I am fortified within a sanctuary, or entombed within a cell of my own making.
    It seems a shadow of misfortune follows me. I've come to expect it: a fleeting moment of light is always chased away by a familiar storm, pulling me back under with brutal force. What truly unnerves me is the silence within. The emotional echo of these disasters has faded to nothing. I am a dry well—events that should summon a flood of tears now barely register. Is this resilience, or is it erosion? My psyche, to save itself, seems to have severed the wires, leaving me feeling like an spectator in my own tragicomedy, muttering, 'This can't be real.' I observe my life as through a thick, silent pane of glass. The impact is muted, the meaning distant. I am a curious stranger to my own apathy, asking, 'What happens when you simply have nothing left to feel?' Is this emptiness making me stronger, or is it the void before the collapse? I built these walls stone by stone for protection, but now they encircle me. They keep the world's anguish out. The question is no longer about weathering the storm, but whether I am fortified within a sanctuary, or entombed within a cell of my own making.
    Goth Vibes
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  • #youth #MentalHealth #MentalHealthMatters #MentalWellness #unhappiness #global
    https://journals.plos.org/plosone/article?id=10.1371/journal.pone.0327858

    Whoever is out there, you are NOT alone. Stay strong by doing stuff YOU REALLY LOVE ignoring what the others tell you. YOU live YOUR OWN LIFE, not the others...
    #youth #MentalHealth #MentalHealthMatters #MentalWellness #unhappiness #global https://journals.plos.org/plosone/article?id=10.1371/journal.pone.0327858 Whoever is out there, you are NOT alone. Stay strong by doing stuff YOU REALLY LOVE ignoring what the others tell you. YOU live YOUR OWN LIFE, not the others...
    JOURNALS.PLOS.ORG
    The declining mental health of the young and the global disappearance of the unhappiness hump shape in age
    Across many studies subjective well-being has followed a U-shape in age, declining until people reach middle-age, only to rebound subsequently. Ill-being has followed a mirror-imaged hump-shape. Using graphical and regression analyses of repeat cross-sectional micro-data from the United States and the United Kingdom, we show this empirical regularity has been replaced by a monotonic decrease in ill-being by age. The reason for the change is the deterioration in young people’s mental health both absolutely and relative to older people. Pooling Global Minds data across 44 countries, including the United States and the United Kingdom, over the period 2020–2025 we confirm that ill-being is no longer hump-shaped in age but now decreases in age. JEL Codes: I31; I38
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  • I left my partner speechless last night I bought them a ball gag! That gave me a few a hour peace untill they got out of the binds. I need stronger rope!
    I left my partner speechless last night I bought them a ball gag! That gave me a few a hour peace untill they got out of the binds. I need stronger rope!
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  • Mushrooms are so small & Yellow but o so strong to Strong... They are not honest
    Mushrooms are so small & Yellow but o so strong to Strong... They are not honest
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  • Systembolaget tomorrow atleast Three big Strong ones.
    Systembolaget tomorrow atleast Three big Strong ones.
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  • Embrace the Storm
    I wrote a poem, which will become a future song, about my 15year partner PJ

    Embrace the Storm
    by XZanthia
    He doesn’t flinch when the lightning hits.
    He never asked me to dim.
    He just stood still
    while the sky cracked open
    and smiled
    like it was beautiful.
    He saw the fire in my chest
    and didn’t reach for water.
    He knew
    I wasn’t dangerous
    I was divine.
    He don’t compete, he completes
    He don’t crumble when the current heats
    While boys bail out, he’s building rafts
    While others fear, he laughs at collapse
    I shook the room, he didn’t blink
    I roared in rage, he made me think
    He knows how to hold
    without holding me back
    and that’s how you carry
    a queen’s heart intact
    To walk beside a powerful woman
    you don’t need chains
    you need courage
    Not armor, but honor
    Not silence,
    but space
    He never caged the lioness
    He never named me “too much”
    He simply looked
    and let me be
    until I let him
    see everything
    Powerful presence, patient, precise
    Protecting peace without a price
    Fire-fed, focused, feeling full
    He’s not afraid, I’m never dull
    He’s got thunder in his spine
    Steel in his silence
    Grace in his gaze
    and no trace of violence
    HE NEVER RAN FROM MY RAGE!
    HE NEVER NEEDED ME SMALL!
    HE HELD MY CHAOS IN HIS HANDS
    AND NEVER DROPPED ME
    AT ALL!
    Other men feared me
    He faced me
    Other men chased me
    He stayed
    When I shattered, he sharpened me
    When I wept, he witnessed me
    He didn’t want to fix the fire
    He wanted to feel it with me
    And maybe you think
    this song’s about you…
    Maybe you wish it could be
    But only a rare one
    gets written into fire like this.
    Real ones rise when her voice shakes the walls
    Real ones don’t shrink when the goddess calls
    If she’s the storm, he’s the ground beneath
    Still. Sure. Strong in belief.
    This ain’t fiction, it’s a fact
    You want a queen? Learn how to act
    Not to conquer, not to own
    But to honor her
    like a throne
    HE NEVER ASKED ME TO SHUT UP!
    NEVER ASKED ME TO SHRINK!
    HE TOOK MY FIRE
    AND FED IT!!
    I am the flame
    And he holds me
    I am the howl
    And he hears me
    I am the storm
    But he never tried to stop the rain
    He just stood
    With open hands
    And loves me
    without fear.
    Embrace the Storm I wrote a poem, which will become a future song, about my 15year partner PJ ♥️⬇️♥️ Embrace the Storm by XZanthia He doesn’t flinch when the lightning hits. He never asked me to dim. He just stood still while the sky cracked open and smiled like it was beautiful. He saw the fire in my chest and didn’t reach for water. He knew I wasn’t dangerous I was divine. He don’t compete, he completes He don’t crumble when the current heats While boys bail out, he’s building rafts While others fear, he laughs at collapse I shook the room, he didn’t blink I roared in rage, he made me think He knows how to hold without holding me back and that’s how you carry a queen’s heart intact To walk beside a powerful woman you don’t need chains you need courage Not armor, but honor Not silence, but space He never caged the lioness He never named me “too much” He simply looked and let me be until I let him see everything Powerful presence, patient, precise Protecting peace without a price Fire-fed, focused, feeling full He’s not afraid, I’m never dull He’s got thunder in his spine Steel in his silence Grace in his gaze and no trace of violence HE NEVER RAN FROM MY RAGE! HE NEVER NEEDED ME SMALL! HE HELD MY CHAOS IN HIS HANDS AND NEVER DROPPED ME AT ALL! Other men feared me He faced me Other men chased me He stayed When I shattered, he sharpened me When I wept, he witnessed me He didn’t want to fix the fire He wanted to feel it with me And maybe you think this song’s about you… Maybe you wish it could be But only a rare one gets written into fire like this. Real ones rise when her voice shakes the walls Real ones don’t shrink when the goddess calls If she’s the storm, he’s the ground beneath Still. Sure. Strong in belief. This ain’t fiction, it’s a fact You want a queen? Learn how to act Not to conquer, not to own But to honor her like a throne HE NEVER ASKED ME TO SHUT UP! NEVER ASKED ME TO SHRINK! HE TOOK MY FIRE AND FED IT!! I am the flame And he holds me I am the howl And he hears me I am the storm But he never tried to stop the rain He just stood With open hands And loves me without fear.
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  • My frend baught me a great present this year, although my birthday isn't in July its in August, they some how always forget so this year they sent it early for a chanage. And yes the Sake was strong I went out like a light!
    My frend baught me a great present this year, although my birthday isn't in July its in August, they some how always forget so this year they sent it early for a chanage. And yes the Sake was strong I went out like a light!
    Dark Love
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  • What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
    This was my favourite phrase ti use. Until the accident.
    What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. This was my favourite phrase ti use. Until the accident.
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  • President Trump has certainly made a fool of Mark Cuban. He said Trump doesn’t like strong, smart women around. Yet every woman DJT brings into his Admin is strong, smart & looks great. Alina Habib & Judge Jeannine keeps his winning streak going.
    President Trump has certainly made a fool of Mark Cuban.😂 He said Trump doesn’t like strong, smart women around. Yet every woman DJT brings into his Admin is strong, smart & looks great. Alina Habib & Judge Jeannine keeps his winning streak going.
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