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@marr-ble
a not so brief intro to this user :>
marr
98 liner
is obsessed with picrew (therapy is expensive so this is my alternative choice XD) 🤌🏽
just started wotakoi this week and it got me like this:
insta + tiktok-free week starts now
lessgaurrrr
it's so silent here
there is no need for silence, for my life to be silent. For even when I am not silent, it's a graveyard. Silence the only thing present here. A constant.
can't believe i have my own 'look of love' person now 😳
like I'm still getting used to it, and it makes me crumble each time
deactivated my tiktok and instagram, so i guess i will be loitering here more often
it’s the best thing ever when you finally give a series you’ve been planning on watching/reading for the longest time and you fall in love with it. you obsess over the storytelling. you find yourself getting so emotionally attached to the characters. every chapter, every episode has you more invested. you genuinely feel like you had been missing out for so long. it feels like you finally found the one series you’ve been waiting to get into. I LOVE THAT FEELING. it’s embarrassing to admit but i love having a new series that takes over my life. i love connecting so deeply with fiction. it’s such a unique way of experiencing life. i hope to always find new media that will transform my world <3
i wish to cri to sleep in a warm embrace
and i know people mean well when they give employment advice but god damn some of them its like "did you try submitting your resume to a place that is hiring" fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck no kidding. shit. ive just been printing them out and eating them. yeah thanks i'll try that
you know what i really need rn, a warm hug to sleep to. someone to wrap their arms around me, and drown me in their embrace for me to cry silently and just drift to sleep in their arms. i crave to hear another person's heart beating close to my eardrums, and feeling in sync with my own.
i don't want words of comfort. I just badly need a hug. i wish to be hugged, and able to cry and having the other person just let me do it without question or concern. just let me cry and hug you.
i want it from you, but that's a request even you can't fulfill yet.
the neurodivergent experience:
20% of the time: wowwieee!!! i love my passions and interests!!!!! they make me so happy i want to jump up and down!!!!! weee!!!!!!! :3333333333
80% of the time: this mind is a prison
the mistake people coming from twitter or reddit make is thinking tumblr is a social media, when it's actually the new pdf
Just overheard two teenaged boys at the front door of their friend’s house. One was on the phone and gently said, “Oh, did you just wake up?” And the other one yelled “OPEN UP, FUCKNUGGET!” while slamming his hand on the door. I gotta say I love the friendship dynamic
I can’t believe I forgot to mention that the guy who lived there answered the door while wrapped up in his blanket, and it was way past noon at the time, which really sold the entire interaction as a whole
it's those hours of the day where I wished someone could reach deep into this well I'm in, and gently caress my heart and ask if i I need a hug. without me asking for it
don't get me wrong, he does it. this is unrelated to him. he loves hard. he really does. and I appreciate and love him back as much as I receive it. though, sometimes I feel that he wins on that part. I'm still learning to be vulnerable, and holding back to. Because I know I shouldn't go more, as we should have our boundaries. and I try my best to uphold that. Grounding us in our beliefs.
but this feeling, is one that has been here before. always here, but hidden most of the time. those I've loved from way back, yet it feels like I'm often begging for their love. funny how I know this feeling is a moment. I'm fine most of the time. I get it. I get that the love I have for them, isn't something that could be replicated. that goes to all of us floaters. and it's understandable. but when this feelings hits, it hurts nonetheless.
I'll be fine again, in a bit. or tomorrow. whenever this feeling decides to go back into it's hiding. it's a feeling I could never diminish. So I'll sit in it, and just take in the waves crashing onto my shore.
This is okay, and I'm not faking it. It really is. It will be fine again.
I've cried my lungs out alone, cursing my fate countless times. I cried until i couldn't breathe. why, why, why. why me. why me. why me.