To scared to die... I hate being left out.
To tired to live... mostly cause I hate myself.
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To scared to die... I hate being left out.
To tired to live... mostly cause I hate myself.
I hate being told I'm pretty... like that's the only thing worth completing about me. Like... do people expect pretty girls to not know their pretty?
Look.
I know.
I just... don't care.
I don't want someone to be attracted to my face.
I wanna know someone sees that I'm funny; better yet smart. Dare I say abstract art... I wanna be someone that's not pretty because they fit the norm of physically attractive features. But, because I don't fit That "Norm"
I wanna be the "bold stroke" to someone. Not just the "Monet".
I’m a slut for validation and compliments
“I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts of them that are missing in me. I end up with holes in my chest.”
— Farah Gabdon
a lot of the time it’s more enjoyable to watch something that’s a bit campy a bit gauche a bit cringey a bit low budget where you can tell that the people who made it are passionate about it and enjoying themselves and connecting to the characters than watching something that’s high budget and ultra-professional but ultimately soulless because it’s pursuing perfectionism over heart and warmth
Falling asleep with the dog on my arm and the office on the TV.
-a poem
Sue Zhao
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I think the best apology you can make is to recognize why you made the decisions you made and do better. My regrets are always there. But im a better person then I was a year ago. And I'm proud of that.
I'm on my 4th 12 in a row... I love this job don't get me wrong. But im tired, and I'm sore and 3 of my patients died in the last two days. Everytime I go to drive home I'm half asleep behind the wheel... Honestly I guess I just need some encouragement rn. Anything. Even a long distance hug lol. I sincerely hope everyone ( including loved ones) is well. Watching elderly couples hold hands while one is dying or dies has really changed my outlook on some things. Again, I love this job. But im not gunna lie; shits hard.
“She was perfect, pure maddening sex, and she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it.”
— Charles Bukowski, Factotum
Miss cheep dates like this