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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@silenceafterthestorms
if i ever interacted with you and it was awkward just know im sorry and painfully aware that sometimes i come off like a person who is having the first conversation of their life
just found out my entire personality is a trauma response
i’m tired of you
still tied to me
Btw all this struggle, worry, hate, sadness, just to end up dead and forgotten
basically my favorite thing to do is imagine The Character in some sort of situation of terrible emotional turmoil. it’s like enrichment for me
maladaptive daydreaming will be the end of me i barely have a life outside of it
As a maladaptive dreamer, the worst feeling in the world is reality hitting you like a ton of bricks and realizing you aren’t your parame, their body and face aren’t yours, your paras aren’t your friends and family, your paras are not real people who love you and care for you you aren’t a beautiful queen or a succesful scientist or a talented musician or a brilliant inventor or a superhero. It feels like you’re being shattered to pieces and falling apart and your mind is ruining itself and everything is falling apart … but coming back to daydream again is so good…
That maladaptive daydreaming feel when you’re officially burnt out on one fandom and have not yet latched onto another and you’re just blankly floating along the currents of existence like plankton, real life is the background static that you can’t ignore, what even was the point of it all.
moving between hyperfixations is like wow i can’t believe i used to think this song was about that guy when it’s clearly about [guy it’s also not about]
logging onto tumblr like heyyy i'm thinking about the same character i've spent the past few weeks thinking about. no change here. just wanted to let yall know
lets all horrifically torture our favorite characters together Forever
i wish you could know me
and i wish i could know you much more sometimes
Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 7 December 1944, from Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1939-1947)
i feel like a side character in my own life