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Driving and I can barely see the road
If I can’t enjoy the mediocre shit they expect me to enjoy, what’s the point of living?
I’ll be seen as a bitch either way
It wouldn’t really be my birthday if I didn’t cut out of pain and anger. The urge is so strong and I woke up like... 10 minutes ago.
Yeet
Man fuck today already. Shit sucks.
Main thing I wanted for my birthday was enough food to keep me full, and enough weed to allow me to smoke comfortably.
You know what I’m sayin?
A few hours left of existing as a 23 y/o woman, and the burning question on my mind is...
Is my ass grabbable? Is it enjoyable?
(deadass)
I’m spending the rest of my life in a relationship and I’m no longer sure if I’m attractive to other people.
Not that anyone needs to be attracted to me. But the point is— am I ugly, and my boyfriend can’t see it because he’s in love?
Do I have all the qualities men want in a woman? Soft, curvy, submissive, sweet, sexual, easy on the eyes?
Or am I the way I see myself?
I hope not. Cheers to 24, goodnight
I’m within 48 hours of being a 24 y/o woman.
I just got out of a hot shower. I shaved my legs, washed my face, and scrubbed myself head to toe with my favorite gentle cleanser. Felt good.
I’m lying in bed just allowing myself to feel. This time of the year is for reflection.
From the earlier post. I have so many thoughts and feelings I can’t share. I’ll never be 100% myself, I’m afraid.
That’s in all aspects of my life though, not just my sexuality
Big sigh. That never changes. I think I’ll sleep well tonight.
Got a lot of weird sexual energy that I don’t understand
Sounds like a dr*ke lyric and that’s pathetic yo
Wish I wasn’t around to see my 24th birthday. 🤷🏻♀️
I’m so fucking tired of being the one depended on to be responsible. In every situation.
So much anger.
Now that I’ve thrown up all those thoughts, goodnight.
This is a really weird/tmi post about periods so idk read at your own risk. Which sounds lame
As I’ve grown into a woman in her mid twenties, I’m rejecting more and more of the bullshit pushed onto women
When I’m on my period, I don’t sleep with any sort of protection/product at night.
My cycle is light enough at night to go without, and it makes me feel more in touch with my body. I don’t know how to explain it.
My body feels different on my cycle, which I’m sure is the same for every woman. My breasts are sensitive/sore, my vagina is sensitive, and I feel my body more fully (if that makes sense)
So yeah, to hell with the expectation to always rock those chemical-ridden products while I’m experiencing a natural and healthy event. My body rarely does anything right, so I am going to embrace her when she’s NOT fucking up.
I’m lying in bed in my underwear, and it’s really helping me to feel a little better. I’ve been so sick all night. The fan is cooling off my skin, and the pillow is a comfort
Thankful to be comfortable enough with my body to enjoy my sleep even as I bleed. That might make me weird... I have to find thankfulness in the loneliness
Ah. I just realized that being cheated on is why I am so weird about surprises.
I have all this anger and nowhere to put it.
Anger for sale! Y’all want some of this anger? 2 for the price of 1.
Don’t ask me about my fucking birthday. Just. Don’t
My boyfriend has nothing planned, my mom doesn’t even know what we’re doing and is already complaining about how she has no money.
Gotta love them for making me miserable every day of the god damned year.
Fuck off
I have no food to eat today 👍🏻 not enough gas to get home 👍🏻 and a really important meeting at work 👍🏻
And it’s my fault 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
I suppose I should get ready and head to work. I don’t have to factor in a meal or anything.
I can’t expect anyone to be there for me emotionally. Mostly, I’ll probably get yelled at by my boyfriend but he’ll probably also get the physical stuff I need so I won’t be able to complain
Life lacks purpose. It lacks enjoyment, peace, and actual happiness.
Am I ever “extra” when my boyfriend makes another girl laugh?
Why the fuck would you post that? It’s the first thing I saw after I woke.
Jealousy jokes aren’t fucking funny when you intentionally made me jealous for years.
Oh but I forgot!! I can’t think about the past or have any feelings about it, because the people who hurt me don’t want to relive it. THEY don’t want to relive it.
Fuck love, fuck family and fuck friendships.