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Liana Jan 19
Why are we the way we are?
Fighting eachother
When we're all the same

We should be one
No more blame
War
Unnecessary hate
Or fame
We are all humans
Just people
And we will all die one day

We need conflict
But our brains do that for us
Why do we need to do it for each other?

We should be together
Fighting the internal monsters
Not judging if they have four eyes or green scales

We should be together
In our anger
And our confusion

We should be together
In our complexities
And beautiful strangeness

We should be together
Even when we don't like everyone
Because that's normal
While staying kind

We should be together
We are such complex creatures.

(This note was written by a giant slinky named gakablaisusgsbkaoak. His second least favorite color was mustard yellow.)
Liana Jan 18
Do you want to take a walk?

Yes?
Take a walk.

No?
Take a walk.
The last thing I feel like right now is leaving my house. I feel sick from medication, depressed, and overwhelmed from all of the things I have to do and am not doing. The fact that I don't want to go is the reason I need to. I will be going for a walk now. If you're ever feeling terrible, I strongly recommend it. :)

(This note was half written by a tissue and the other by a hairbrush. They couldn't decide who would do it.)
Liana Jan 18
Even when
The world seems down
Your dog
Will always jump up
To greet you at the door
Happy to see see you
And loving you unconditionally

And currently
That is the biggest comfort
In the world
Well, that and oblivion

(This note was written by a life-sized garden gnome putting a mini human in its front yard. 🍐)
Liana Jan 17
To all of you
That are hurting
I wish I could soothe you
Give you a hug
And tell you that you're not alone

Unfortunately, we are all
Through a screen
On the deepest
Smallest
Most beautiful place in the internet
And I can't hug you

I am trying my best
Willing my brain and my heart
To send you some comfort
And some love
Even when you feel unlovable

I hope that when you look up at the stars
Or the morning moon
You remember
All the others on here
So saw it too

Breath
You're okay

In
...
Out

Tap your left hand with your right
Like I just did now

Maybe
This is how
Even if someone of us are
Far
Far away ?
(this note was written by a crayon, Garry. He was an indescribable color, but tasted like ham flavored toothpaste.)
Liana Jan 17
Nausea
Headache

Tiredness
Yet inability to sleep

I know that it's the price
For a better life
But will it be?
Could this all be for nothing?

Will this tiny little pill
Really change anything?

All it's done so far
Made things worse

Please
Let this be worth it
Zoloft hasn't done anything yet, just the side effects. They're killing me. I know it's normal, but even after all of this, I fear it won't work.

(This kite was written by a worm that came from a rainbow. He looked gray, but inside he was infinitely colorful.)
Liana Jan 16
Why can't I just go about my day
Without these terrible memories
Randomly flooding my brain?

Eyes widen
I try to blink the thoughts out of my head
A wave of anxiety passes over me
Makes my stomach hurt
As well as my brain

I don't need to remember
Not now...
I need to calm down

I want to go to the corner
And sit alone for a second
But I risk being asked
If I'm okay
By a teacher
Or a kid who pretends that they're concerned
I'm afraid I'll lose it
If they do

The sound of your yelling and sobbing
Echo in my head
Ring in my ear
But my eyes are too busy for it
Because they are seeing my mom lock herself in the bathroom
To escape you
I see you you going on your knees
Screaming in the middle of the of where everyone can see
Putting the little girl that was me
In a place where she didn't know what to do
Over and over again

I can't breathe
And I need to snap out of it
...
But I can't

I need it to be quiet
Outside and inside my head
I don't need this while trying to walk to class or take a big math test

(Thisn note was written by 😣.)
Liana Jan 16
Life is a mess
That sometimes can't be cleaned

People can be soap
Or a rag
Or a towel
You wipe up life with them
And it helps a bit

Unfortunately
Some of them were *****
And spread it all over
Instead of cleaning it up
Like they said they would
Parents are supposed to help and love unconditionally, not be the reason for the mess. Friends are supposed to support you without judgment. Teachers are supposed to make you love learning. My head shouldn't be going against itself by making me think such things.

(This note was written by a neverending staircase, when will you reach the top?)
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