I missed an Azzi 3rd QT 🥹
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I missed an Azzi 3rd QT 🥹
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🥐🕰️🔑: I might not be on Tumblr for a while because my ex girlfriend who used to be my friend is messaging me things that make me feel bad about myself and I broke up for her because I lost feelings and now I feel like a terrible person and that doesn't really help because when I break up my friends have to help me break up because I have an intense fear of hurting someone's feelings and I have the urge to block her. I just wanted to let y'all know.
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Guys, my clumsy ass did it again! Today in the excitement of having food, I again walked right into the glass door of my office food-court & I think its not just the poor eyesight anymore, by now I'm half convinced that all the glass doors in the universe have conspired against me & I kid you not when I say this, at this point, I can help people take notes on 'how to embarrass yourself in a large audience!'
*scuttles around menacingly*
read thg as an adult and realized it was never about the love triangle... i mean other than the fact that it kind of is about the love triangle are you seriously just now realizing the hunger games part of the hunger games trilogy??? NOW i see that it's about war... like i might have been super obsessed with everlark as a tween but i knew i wasn't reading a romance novel? like what are you even saying. and if anything reading thg as an adult made me love everlark way more than i ever did before.
Selfishness coats my every word,every promise,every comfort.
I try to say a dozen thousand things. But decide against it.I try to voice my head , it's just hollow shell of a person's ramblings that stare back at me. I try to see them for who they are , I see myself holding the knife , blood already dripping. My gaze pierces more of their skin.
These futile words. These words I have. These thoughts.
Dispose of these.
i hate my brother