A Journey into Madness @idlehands013 - Tumblr Blog

Not me crying because my ex's dog is crying because I'm no longer there...

I miss that lil floof...

If you want to be the perpetual, "innocent" victim and fault everyone else for your actions, so be it. If I have to be the villain in your story, fine. But I know the truth, even of you did fool everyone else into believing your lies.

After the death of a loved one, do you try extra hard to not die because you know your friends and family couldn't possibly take another hit right now?

Yeah. That's where I'm at right now.

Looking both ways before crossing the street, but *really* looking. Multiple times. Buckling your seatbelt, and checking to ensure it's fastened. Unplugging toasters and other misc. appliances to help prevent your house from burning down. Things like that?

But also trying to do all this amidst the sadness. This whole weekend was basically a three day, no shower, depression nap. The struggle is real...

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The media acts like that kid who would purposely ruin games of “Telephone”

My garden is blooming!!! https://www.instagram.com/p/CAT5FW9Fa1V/?igshid=1clz79qk8f6ac

Pretty sure Satan is telling me to body slam Jesus through [not-so] subliminal messages via Wish ads... And the crucifixes made of fountain pens? Jesus needs to have his say too! He's obviously more of a pacifist... https://www.instagram.com/p/CAJ8_raHNqd/?igshid=1wtc2y0pipwlj

Birbs seem to be impervious to karate chops, but hide from them nonetheless... https://www.instagram.com/p/B_1Dd9FlXT3/?igshid=10cqu0763fbc5

Approximately all of the foods https://www.instagram.com/p/B_nFwE_lJnH/?igshid=rvxl4ft3et3h

The truths I could tell would rock you to your very foundation. Shatter your reality and absolutely decimate every perception you hold near and dear to your heart.

Such truths would free me from this unforgiving prison you've created within me. By me. For. Me.

But alas, you are the epitome of fragile masculinity and even your gas-lit torch wouldn't provide enough illumination to guide you out of such darkness.

I am stronger than you, so I bite my tongue. But if you ever cross me again, so much as even make an attempt to illicit unwarranted guilt, know this: I am no longer your champion, your security blanket, your well-worn door mat. Done. I owe you nothing, and I had given you the world.

I do wish you well in future endeavors, but do not call on me. You have been the most toxic person to ever exist in my life, and it's time to cut the cancer out. I will always love you, but the pain you cause is unbearable. Goodbye. Good luck. Good riddance.

For fuck's sake, just use your words. I'm literally the last person who will ever judge you or hold anything against you, as long as you're honest.

Stop yanking my chain and tell me what you really want.

I hate when people toy with me. It's pointless. Why? For one, I know exactly what you're doing because I've seen this 15 million times and I'm not a fricken moron. Two, now I'm agitated and less inclined to help. Three, be an adult and just say what you mean!

Why do people have to play those stupid games? That's how you get blocked, friendo. And please don't insult me with your childish antics. I can spot them a mile away. I never fell for any of it. If I stuck around, it's because I genuinely cared, but if you continue to try and manipulate me, it's easy to see that I am nothing but a pawn to you.

My superpower is being able to flip the switch whenever I deem necessary. Feelings? Not anymore! I can walk away, no strings attached. Watch me. If I'm around, it's because I choose to be

Girls are fucking weird. I had this mini fling, and backed off when she kept talking about some dude. I still wanted to be friends since we got along so well, and she did too.

Dude is a total bro who isn"t remotely helpful 'round the house, but I don't really care because I'm not interested in her in that way. Literally just enjoy our friendship. But now that they've been isolating together, every pic she sends includes the new guy. Her house is 2200 sq. ft. There's literally no need to send me pics of him snuggling her dog or playing xbox in the living room. I don't get it

Things like that don't make me jealous, they make me just pull back more. I'm glad you're happy, but this is weird. If you want to talk about him, that's cool. But I don't need pics of him every two seconds. I honestly don't mind talking about your relationship because I literally don't have anything but platonic feelings, but this literally is the same shit I've been through with other bicurious girls looking to experiment. I'm not interested in being a side piece. If you're happy with this guy, cool. But there's a difference between sending pics cuz you're happy/proud, and sending pics as a jab. These have been jabs, and I don't get it.

Girls...why?!