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painting date with besfren today :3
sometimes when i have a bad day, i go on soundgasm and listen to audios of submissive men whimpering pathetically.
sometimes i wonder if i ever cross your train of thought for even a second. i wonder if the faint memory of my voice keeps you up at night, and when you close your eyes you see my face. i wonder if your eyebrows raise when you see another person with purple hair like mine do when i see blonde. i wonder if you still take pictures of things i like. you don’t send them to me anymore, but i hope you keep them to look on when you think of me.
#lolz
i can’t stop thinking of mpreg satosugu
when i die, the bugs will mostly taste a mix of isolation and sorrow. but there will be an aftertaste. for the love i have for you will bitter their tongues.
my one goal in life is to travel. prague, tokyo, paris, bangkok, so many places that wait for me. i want to learn culture, language, life. so much people to meet and places to visit. my soul is eager to touch foreign soil. one day, i’ll make that my purpose.
when you realize you don’t need anyone to vouch for you and you become your own team, life becomes so much happier.
I had iss today and was writing about my best friend because we lowkey fell out kinda and I haven't seen her in months and re-reading it now it kinda feels like doomed yuri so here you go!
It's never a waste to love someone. But sometimes I wish I'd never met you. I wish I didn't have to live with the pain of losing you how I do. Before I met you I didn't think I was capable of loving someone how I love you. I've always been very independent, and I don't let people in. That's the kind of person that I am. Yet whenever I'm with you it's like I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I don't have to keep my guard up when I'm with you. I want to hold you and kiss away all your sorrows, rake my hands through your locks of gold. I wish I could take all your sadness and swallow it myself. I miss seeing your eyes everyday. And your smile? That's my favorite thing about you. The way it made even the solemnest of days feel not so bad. I just want you close to me. I want you to hold me close to you and tell me you love me like you did all those nights. I always despised physical touch, but yours is something I can't help but crave. I want to feel your fingers in my hair and the steady thump of your heart against my ear. In another life I hope we could've been together. I wish distance and time never broke us apart. For when my sight fades to black and blood fills my lungs, I'd wish for you to hold me one last time. Just once. People often associate the term 'soulmate' with romance. I don't. I think a soulmate is someone that your soul aligns with, almost as if born from the same mold. I truly believe that you're mine. And if you were a guy? Oh you'd be the love of my life. We'd get married with hibiscus flowers decorating every corner and adorning the center of every table. We'd buy a big White House with a huge pool so you could tan. I'd make you breakfast every morning. I'd buy those weird taco shells you love to snack on. And then at night? You'd hold me close in your arms again. This is why I wish I'd never met you.
anyways...
hey nana..i still think about you everyday.
i can’t help but grieve living people. people i once thought i knew walk strangers to me. a taste once so sweet on my tongue now burns citrus.
i am a mosaic of everyone i’ve ever known. good or bad i hold their traits, habits, beliefs, etc. my flesh soaks up their personalities to construct that of my own. for when maggots feed behind my eye socket they’ll taste everyone i’ve ever known. some bitter, all sweet. i don’t burden my heart with grudges or hatred. every person who’s done me wrong has never left me empty handed. my hands heavy with the weight of every memory and lesson they’ve left behind. i could never place hatred in a place where there was once love. instead i’ve replaced it with acceptance. loving someone is never a waste.