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@fuckedupjumper
Simple Plan recording the Whatās New Scooby-Doo? theme song
Iām like 105% tired.
january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening
Dear Diary,
I donāt feel like I belong anywhere.
I wanna burn down every single bridge I built cause Iām tired of being the only person that makes sure it doesnāt fall apart
I think itās time
āyouāre so distantā you literally made me feel like i wasnāt important
neither..
Iām fucking up everything
I canāt shake this feeling that I donāt belong. I always feel misplaced, unwanted, unloved. Every sign of love seems false and forced. I feel so isolated and alone.
The phrase ānothing tastes as good as skinny feelsā lives rent free in my head and it terrifies me. Iām so hungry but I canāt force myself to eat anymore
itās kind of weird how weāre culturally not supposed to admit that we do things for money and/or attention. Like Iām not going to work because iām a team player or because I care about the company mission, Iām going so I can pay rent and buy food. Iām not publishing my fanfic because Iām passionate about writing or because I only care about art in its purest form, Iām publishing it because I want attention. If I didnāt want attention, Iād leave it on my hard drive. Really, why are we supposed to pretend to have ābetterā motivations?
like to be clear I am passionate about writing and I want to be a good writer, but when I truly just want to āwrite for myselfā I leave it on my computer and never share it. I have plenty of things that fall into that category on my hard drive, that nobody else will ever read, but if I go through the effort to upload it somewhere? I am seeking attention and I would like it in the form of kudos, comments, and reblogs thank you