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I super feel like running away and Gone Girl-ing myself some days. Today is some days.
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I think I might use this place as more of a journal again.
I’ve been feeling so….blah lately. I think I’m attractive and carry myself well but I feel so invisible in queer spaces. Which I guess is self contradictory?
How can you feel good about yourself and then also feel invisible? What would make me feel visible? I guess part of me is deeply insecure about having a more effeminate voice. That’s definitely part of it.
The other part is something I’ve struggled with and been criticized for forever- I’m too “intense”. I am hyper aware of my anxiety and over analysis and desire to talk deeply and passionately about things rather than just be funny and have jokes. What’s weird is that I feel like in real life, I am funny, and have jokes, and am quick witted. But still, I come off as deeply insecure and unsure of myself.
I just wish I could relax. I wish I could fucking chill. I wish I didn’t care about stupid shit.
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The slutty men seem to be back on here more and more each week.
Nature is healing.
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I feel like some of the younger folks might have forgotten the rash of clown sightings that took place in like 2010, and was scaring a bunch of people. That’s the weird context that’s missing.