Everyone says I am a bad person. What am I to you?
—Baek Ah-Jin, Dear X.

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Everyone says I am a bad person. What am I to you?
—Baek Ah-Jin, Dear X.
I write everywhere with the hopes that no one reads it but at the same time everyone does...
The Freak Circus is all over my feed. The fact that the cosplays wouldn't have been killer if there wouldn't have been a chinese audience is so crazy to me.
The novel in itself is good. I have read the chapters and it's creepy. I wonder how the choices will reflect the storyline in the future. Kinda looking forward!!!
Why do people think change is the same as conversion on the basis of character?
A good person can become bad.
A bad person can become good.
But do they change?
Let's take an example: A killer wanting to be good stops killing people so he is good now, right? But does that mean he changed? Does his mind not want that satisfaction anymore or did he found another way? I mean it's something to dwell and ponder upon right...a mass murderer suddenly silent and now he is good? Did he change? He cannot be just good right... something has to be there. What is filling that gap now? That's where the answer lies.
Do I have to feel especially good about this? I don't. I hate how we fought and how I cut the cake all by myself. God I wish I could turn back to the day before. I would never do or say the things did.
NBOF is such a goated brand and seriously affordable too. Like love u!!!
I kinda miss the love we shared. Not him. Never him. Okay sometimes because he was my first... But not more so than the love we had. The part of me that I gave so openly and the part of him he gave (no innuendo please). I genuinely miss the warmth in our hour long calls and sweet texts. The random miss you and love you and what not bullshit cringe love story crap. I miss it!!!
My friend is not okay. Update: She is seriously not okay but just there. I know she puts on this persona around us and literally everytime cuz she is survival. She is on survival mode but how do I help her cope with it when me myself am not able to cope with my own issues?!
I just know that Jungkook would be THAT youtuber.
I genuinely don't understand those "pressurising beggars"...who won't leave your side until you drop a penny or two or run from there. Why do these adults have so many kids when they can't afford shit??? Is this some sort of beggar propaganda to keep the ritual of begging alive by producing more kids who will beg in their(adults) stead?! It is infuriating whenever I see one approach me with a fucking formula drinker baby in her arms?! Like YOU are the reason YOUR kid would be left to beg in these streets for who knows how long?!
I need q drink
Libing for someone else is bulshit
The extra classes is becoming a school with the amount of friends I keep bringing in.
I am gonna pick my friend now!! Yayay!!!
Ngl the emails stating "hopefully it was you" every time I click on forgot password cracks me up like yeah bro ain't no one hacking a brokies dry-as-a-desert's account.
I love Tumblr. I love how it is a safe space. My personal diary. Once I start earning...I know the very first subscription I am gonna make. 💋💋💋
The anxiety attacks are back. It's been over 6 months now. I thought they would leave me be. Guess not?! I almost dropped my steel bottle. My hands wouldn't stop shaking and my breaths heavier than the sounds of zombies. (Idk how to explain that.) I sucked it up. I buried it all again. I hope it doesn't force it's way out for long. I am tired. So tired.