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Why didn't it work out that well?
Er honestly it was 100% my fault, I’ve actually never explained to anyone but at the time so much shit was happening,like I absolutely fucking hated myself at that point, just down constantly I was failing college, was barely sleeping and a tonne of other things and it just all kinda piled up and looking back I could have probably avoided it by actually telling her what was going on but I generally just bottle up everything to deal with shit so I didn’t and she eventually left me. I think the worst part was when she did I was just completely vacant, I already felt like shit and I’m pretty sure I just went okay or alright or something like that. Not a great start to the year. This got really personal, really fast, I apologise. But hey maybe she’ll read it and get some clarification on why I was a cunt, who knows.
Most of the time I'm okay with it, but sometimes it gets a little too quiet and I start thinking and then I get really angry and salty about being aro. Idk. Ugh.
this is gonna get emo but like ,,,, same. it used to be a lot worse when i was younger and first coming to terms with the whole thing, but like with the heavy societal fixation on it i can’t help but think that there’s all these feelings and experiences i’ll just never understand??? there’s a whole spectrum of feelings that’ll never happen to me??? it bothers me too sometimes. esp bc it’s not like i chose any of this u know ???? and the way people react to the whole thing just rly sucks and ,,,,, yeah. lame. it’s all lame.
Je suis vraiment heureuse qu'il y a quelques-uns de mes amis qui ne parle pas français
parce que ce petit fait me permet d'écrire quelques petites pensées avec plus d'anonymat.
Je me suis habituée à n'être pas aimé par les mecs que j'aime, mais chaque fois que je me suis semblée d'avoir rencontré quelqu'un qui m'a aimé un peu aussi, mon coeur brise encore.
Et j'en ai assez.
De temps en temps, j'ai besoin de prendre quelques jours pendant lesquels je peux me sentir triste. Aujourd'hui, c'est un de ces jours. Hier soir, c'était un de ces jours aussi quand j'ai pleuré dans la cuisine après avoir dit bonne nuit à mon amie.
Et mes amis me demande pourquoi je suis tellement prudent, pourquoi je ne compte sur personne, pourquoi je ne me permets pas d'essayer. Je vous dire que c'est parce que j'ai la droite.
Et maintenaint, j'ai fini ces pensées stupides. Bonne nuit, tout le monde.
Something hurts today
and I just want to make it go away
Character creation
I wonder how people come up with new characters; is it just randomly scribbled? seen in a dream? a representation of you?
Tight tight tight,
it's squeezing in oh-so-tight.
Short of breath,
try to breathe deep,
sputtering the release.
Tight tight tight,
I'm caving in,
collapsing in,
and it's just so damn tight.