chaotic optimist

they/them . i write sometimes . entp . 🏳️‍🌈

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I think i find it hard to be happy because no one seems to notice just how unhappy i am

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CRYING IS FOR THE WEAK

but did you consider...

✨️🧚I am weak🧚✨️

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When something good happens, do you ever get the urge to just ruin it? Like crush the perfect paper boat you made. Smash the plate of food in your hand. Bang your head against the wall because you thought you could be happy?

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After a point in life, you can never do the right thing. I mean, whatever you do, someone's gonna try to make you feel bad about it. And that someone is often you. It takes conscious effort to accept your choices. Feel good about yourself. Heck! It's take effort to allow yourself to be happy.

[themostfuniveverhad]

<3

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🥹🥹🥹

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Friends suck

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I stopped being afraid of the dark

When I started wanting the ghosts to be real

[i-c-stars]

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Soo

The thing about confrontation no one tells you about

It is fast, i.e. it gives you more time to regret and mop around

It's a bitch and does not feel good

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I lost my friend of 4 years (not dead, just cut off), and it's relieving

In the sense that I have no one to talk to now ✌️

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Bitches be bitchin

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Sometimes, I wish I was a rock. But now that I think of it, how much of this (vaguely gestures towards the world) am I willing to miss upon? Bread and butter on a quiet morning. A cold glass of water when I'm especially thirsty. Getting under blankets when the AC gets too cold. Listening to a song on repeat for hours. Laughing with my friends. You know the list can go on and on. Even though the happiness from these moments may not last long, they are there quite enough. I don't want to be a rock, because I want to have bread and butter, drink water when I'm thirsty, enjoy cheesy songs, stay up late enough to hear the silence of roads, and wake up to the humdrum of an ordinary human life.

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Do I even trust the Sun to rise again tomorrow?

No

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Hot take games are more fun when they are on someone else's phone

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Andriel post breakup

Neil never removed him from his speed dial. It was no good lying to himself. Despite everything Andrew meant safe, Andrew meant home.

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Okay cool, can't deny it

I have friends but no one to talk to

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tbh if someone holds my hands right now I'll start crying