2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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@defining-all-oods
Maybe I’ll wear makeup before I kill myself so I can die a little pretty.
Please brain, just let me sleep...
It feels like everyone else is moving on with their lives while I am stuck here in this hole that I can’t climb out of.
The socially anxious person inside of me doesn’t mind this social distancing/quarantine. The abandonment issue person inside of me makes me think people will forget about me once this is over.
I don’t know how to feel.
I just dont want anything anymore. I want the world to stop asking anything of me.
“I know that what I am feeling is serious and has the power to destroy me.”
— Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
I want to die again and this time I have no fancy way of saying it. I'm not going to beat around the bush anymore. I want to die. I want to sleep and never wake up again.
The sad thing is no one really cares
Identity Crisis // these are my poems.