I understand. But this is a time where I appreciated your presence most

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@fienin
I understand. But this is a time where I appreciated your presence most
Good for you.
Happy for you.
You deserve it.
To my 25 - 35 year olds, you've reached the age where people around you are starting to give up on themselves because they think it's too late. Don't let that energy rub off on you. It's not too late.
even on tumblr iβm the quiet kid that sits in the corner and doesnβt really know anyone
You're not her
Though I try to see you differently
I tow the line
You see, I'm searching for what used to be mine, mm
And I saw your eyes
And I saw Alice staring back at me
So I will try to find another one
Who suited me as well as her
I've moved far away from you
And I want to see you here beside me, dear
But things aren't clear
We never even tried
We never even talked
We never even thought in the long run
Whenever it was painful
Whenever I was away
I'd miss you
And I'd miss you
are you ever coming back?
wheelchairs and canes and glasses and hearing aids and every single other disability aid should be free btw and if you disagree i hate you
this is just my unprofessional opinion but fuck all that shit
i really wish i was easier to love
I wish I could go back and never let you in. You tore me apart in ways I never imagined.
I keep a lot of shit to myself because in reality nobody really gives a fuck.
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever