I dont want you, boy. I want the kind of bond you have with your parents
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I dont want you, boy. I want the kind of bond you have with your parents
I hate how everything about a person just boils down to the type of parents one had.
When i do the evil deed of comparing myself with a fellow homo sapien, convinced ill never be like them. Wheels of over analyzing starts rolling and somehow, almost always brings out the fact that- "oh! She has such a good relationship with her parents!" Or "damn, his parents are soo cool!" Or "wow they definitely never felt abandonment as a children!"
So i sit there violently longing for a mother I never had, a father-daughter relationship that i can only look at confusingly.
One meeting with my supervisor reduces 5 years from my lifespan
I had to mentally send myself a reaction image the other day. I ran up the stairs on all fours, said to myself “i’m such a locationpilled scampercel” and then perfectly envisioned this image
please i've already hurt so much
um...excuse me, exactly when will that DAMN SITUATIONSHIP WILL STOP DRILLING HOLES INTO MY SOUL please? Thank you.
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When i want to disappear from civilization but i have to settle for deactivating my socials
I am my mothers listener and my fathers unsuccessful project
see unfortunately I have this condition where if I am not explicitly told that I am a part of the ingroup then I will assume I must be part of the outgroup
my bones would crawl out ripping my skin oneday starved for a grain of affection
"Wanting to be sick is indicative of sickness itself"
wanting to be sick is indicative of sickness itself...
Wanting to be sick is indicative of sickness itself...?
wanting to be sick is indicative of sickness itself!
you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself
the reason that wounds that break the skin hurt is because its always supposed to be dark inside your body and when your blood sees sunlight for the first time it gets scared. and that causes the pain. or maybe it doesnt
My very first tiger drawing and my latest
Your skill level is unquestionable but listen.
I love him.
me also. as well.
This is the COOLEST thing I’ve seen in AGES. You both completely made my entire week.
It should be an official crime to show a broken person kindness then break them again
Loneliness has seeped into my bones, there will be no cure
still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.
we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?