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Kiana Khansmith
Xuebing Du
titsay
Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
★
cherry valley forever
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
occasionally subtle
#extradirty
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Janaina Medeiros
will byers stan first human second
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Love Begins
ojovivo
hello vonnie
Peter Solarz
seen from Canada
seen from Japan
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from France
seen from Algeria
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@bipolarlyfucked
why are you still alive?
self punishment
my family soul hate me
I wanna listen to music
I'm a coward
all of the above
I'm scared of non exsistence
I'm tough
I'm in love
I'm stubborn
rebellion
hope
I haven't suffered enough yet
Again...
Crawling in the dirt. I was young and they told me I was meant for the stars. Fucking crawling in the dirt. Shouldn't I kill myself for pride? Y'all think it's pathetic to give up. I think I wanna give God the middle finger. Was I born for begging for help? Begging to do what? A Life of crawling,that's what makes me feel pathetic,not suicide. CRAWLING
what's your mania like?
God complex mode on
constant thrill seeking mission
getting naked just because
nonverbal blubbering
martyr complex on
lethal sexy eyes check
all of the above?
wants to punch
reads the Bible (bonus if atheist)
Hulk level strength
becomes the abyss itself
all of the above (you a menace)
what have you lost because of bipolar?
innocence
confidence
a future
hope
credibility
loved ones
all of the above
Would live for you,would die for you. But you? You don't have words for my sorrow. You have judgment for my fear. What love is your love?
If not you,who? Nobody.
*openly states I'm bipolar*
them:
"so, you evil?"
Me:
Faded eyes. Lightless. As the soul is hiding. I see them in the mirror and I cry. You see them and feel nothing. You are not witnessing sadness and you are blind to my devastation
"how are you?"
"heartless.soulless."
"so,you are mad"
"why do you understand me?"
"I know you"
"nobody who knows me understands me"
"then I see you"
Aka conversations which I will never have