Why is this anime about my life?
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Why is this anime about my life?
The only light jacket I have right now is my N7 hoodie and I wore it after dinner despite it being like 80° inside cause people kept going in and out the front door (that I was in front of) and I can't regulate my body temperature.
My brother kept looking at me, finally nodded, and then asked "so ...Garrus?"
I hate being perceived
Me “so I wasn’t going to romance Astarion this run through-“
Levi “that’s a lie, why did you think that?”
Me watching Avengers for the 3rd time in a month: 🙂☺️🥰
Hubby: okay... who are you shiping?
Me: what? No... never. No clue what you're talking about.
today i was attacked-
Cackling at "We are sorry that you need to use lies to cover up your mistakes."
What Do You Wish You Could Say?
“I'm hurting and help is beyond me.”
There's something going on with you mentally. You haven't told anyone because you don't want to drag them down with you. It kills you on the daily and you feel like you're falling apart, however, nobody's noticed. You feel like you should be thankful for that, but it just hurts more. You feel selfish and weak for wanting help, yet something deep and knotted beneath your diaphragm is screaming to let go of the pain and let someone else handle it for awhile.
"Please, PLEASE want to know me."
You keep quite literally everything bottled up, don't you? You try to be there for everyone else, but nobody has ever asked about you. You have a mental list in your head of things that you wish beyond wishing that people would ask to know about you, but nobody has. You're afraid that if you tell them, you won't get the response you crave, which gets more and more mysterious and gut-wrenchingly necessary with every day that goes by in silence. It feels like you aren't allowed to exist.