seen from Italy
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seen from United States
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sorry if i invaded your blog and reblogged from you nonstop or hit the like so many times that you lost count (if i did that, your blog is beautiful and i felt physically and mentally comfortable on it). that's how i look for new moots and try to make friends 🥺
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆. 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 *ੈ✩‧₊˚
I wouldn't k*ll myself, but what if I simply didn't exist anymore?
i'm so ashamed of so many things about myself, i don't even know why i still try. as if i could function without feeling like a burden.
they should invent a sunday free of depressive vibes
i'm in a group chat with 3 friends and i said i wanted to have sex. all 3 said they were available. one is married. one lives with their significant other. and the other is single but gay as hell.
i'm using tumblr on the desktop just like the ancients did 15 years ago
can't believe i'm feeling guilty for saying what i really think
