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Shes literally me (id kill for one more week with my friends)
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
In search of a suitor (not knowing it’s her)
Before
After
on survival
-// @aridante // @orivu // @buzzkillgirls // ? // ? // richard siken// @cemeterything // moomin, tove jansson// @disenchanted-killjoy // isn't that enough, shawn mendes// @ prettytheyswag on twitter// @ coletyumuch on twitter// ? // ? // bird by bird, anne lamott// undertale// @strawberrycircuits
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12 to 22
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I remember the days of bursting through your bedroom door,
Flinging myself across your twin sized bed.
I'd huff dramatically,
Throwing an arm over my eyes,
My hair brushing the carpet,
With my head hanging.
You'd laugh at me,
And the rest of the world fell away.
We'd talk back
And forth
Back
And
Forth
Endlessly,
And somehow the worst situations,
The times where there were no dramatics-
Only shaking shoulders and hands,
Would be forgotten at your doorstep.
Planning our next moves that would fail,
Studying together for hours,
Laughing until we thought we might puke.
When I say I'd like to go home,
How do I reconcile with the fact that
I think I made my home in you?
x
《you burn bridges you built just to keep yourself warm》
I'm sure youve blocked me here. but in an effort to get my thoughts out as I grieve, I'd like the internet to know, for some reason.
It still doesn't really feel real. 6 years boiled down to a wednesday night paragraph after my dad checked in on you. Were you going to say anything if he hadnt? Were you going to let us die without a word?
Best friend, sister, twin flame, soulmate. Horseshit! All of it is. It's all it ever was.
How many friendships have you crashed and burned just to turn around and beg me for forgiveness. How many times have I said "don't do it again please" and you take advantage of that. Maybe I'm spineless, but you're a coward and a cunt.
I always defended you. It really was an abusive relationship the more I think about it. And this makes sense if I don't look at photos or read messages of us being happy. I said "it's not her fault" "she was abused" "she doesn't know any better". Neither did I, evidently, but I can rest easy knowing the love I gave was mine to give and not pulled.
I would shower you with love. In any way I could, just so you knew. And what did you do with it? You smoked it. You drank it. That's all you do with anything. Remember that summer?
I want to hurt your core. Not only am I sad, but I am livid. Down the road, in a year or so, I want it to tear you apart. I want the guilt to eat you alive, get her claws hooked on your soul and Pull. And Pull. And tear you to bits until you come crying saying how you wronged me yet again. And I will agree, I will nod, and smile, knowing that all you know is how to hurt and be hurt, to protect yourself. And it'll sting a little, not letting you back in. But it'll be for the best, because you've Always Done This. I want you to look yourself in the mirror and not recognize the girl looking back because you lost the one person who was there for you through ALL of it.
I hope if you see this, even for a minute, you think this is corny. I hope you think I overreact and overshare and overdo everything as I've always done. Because there was a version of you that loved the girl who did that. And that version of you is my best friend. And she did my tattoos. I don't know who the person was who sent me those messages last Wednesday, but it wasn't her.
"You're too happy." "You're too optimistic." "You need to be realistic."
And you're too miserable. Always devoid of love and yet convinced yourself that thats all you are.
I pity you, I really do. I know you think this was the grownup decision to do. Something to make you feel like you have control over your life as it spirals out of control and you lose everything that means something.
But why did you even bother to visit me?
I hope I see you in hell, where you belong for being a cunt incapable of love, and where I belong for believing you could change.
I have a folder called Time is a Flat Circle in which I collect evidence of humanity. Here is most of them.
i get home from work and the next day i wake up and i overhear her talking to my sister about how disappointing i am and how much of a strain i put on her life just by merely existing, lying through her teeth telling tales of how i dont contribute and she picks up my slack; as if it brings her some sense of comfort to live through me, to take my experiences as my own.
i talk to her about my day and she doesnt reply. i tell her about work and she doesnt look up from her ipad. my sister comes home, says she's had a long day, mom opens up the patio and says "come, why dont you tell me about it."
im not a son. im not the oldest. im not the youngest. im merely trying to get by, scraping up pieces of attention where i can.
"I've had a bad morning" you're nice to everyone but me.
"I'm stressed out" why do you say things with no remorse?
"I love you" i have stopped believing you.
you have raised me to believe everything's my fault. my brother hating me. my sisters yelling at me. the way you treat me.
im sorry you raised me. im sorry i wasn't the best kid. im sorry i take up space and im sorry i dont know what im doing. im sorry im panicking im sorry you know me and most of all im sorry for continuing to care and try and cry over you and your malice.
But one day, mom, i promise you this i will survive because i wont let you win. i will take it all. and i won't let you have an ounce. i will take everything back. and you won't have a part to play anymore. you will lose your control and it will end you. and thats the only reason i will figure it out.
im so in love with him i want to start writing my wedding vows i wish i was kidding
We are so back!!!! Figured I’d do some with the Full fantasy Ever after high AU again….
This time the introduction of a handsome stranger? Who is this *man* sent to protect the princess?? 👀👀👀
learning to be my mother
What We Become, Hailey Noecker / Mirror Traps, Hera Lindsey Bird / unknown / On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong / legitimately fucking dean winchester from supernatural / Elektra, Sophokles / When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities, Chen Chen / The White Dress, Nathalie Leger / Sharp Objects, Gillian Flynn
- on mothers
lady bird/ @death-born-aphrodite/ everything, everywhere, all at once/ rupi kaur/ unknown/ maia baia/ your best american girl- mitski/ lady bird/ unknown/ @inkskinned
sometimes skyrim lore is the only thing that'll keep me from going insane.
anyways drop your favorite tidbit of skyrim knowledge! i want to learn more abt dwemer and the dragon history with Atmora :3
loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done