EVERYTHING COMES BACK AROUND TO BUNNY BEING GAMZEE.
seen from China
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EVERYTHING COMES BACK AROUND TO BUNNY BEING GAMZEE.
Mind zooming around.
Can't write. Can't read. Can't focus on anything.
It has been a day. Like. A DAY.
And I cannot mention things because it's not even in writing yet.
Ugh.
hoogh... i hate writing... hrughghhg... i hate Writing...
I could so easily see this as us. It makes me so stupidly happy.
a lot of the times I am reminded that things that have been normalized in my head due to what I have seen when I was younger are infact not normal to others. like writing certain range of characters doing a Very Specific Thing.
honestly. I feel weird. strange. is it normal or is it not. I wonder. I keep thinking about them doing that but it's because of weird urges. that I acquired at a time in my life where I should have not been doing that. it's killing me, actually.
I hate the current condition of my brain. nothing is working the way I want it to. it keeps wanting a certain thing that I can't. take off of my mind. I keep saying I can do whatever I want forever but this specific thing I think about is fucked up. if I directly said it people would absolutely find me disgusting, no doubt about it. god damn.
what I really feel like doing. is running away. I always end up drifting apart from people one way or another. it seems like I can't keep a meaningful connection for once.
abandoned. abandonment is what I fear. but then I also end up loosing touch. I keep ending up alone and having to rely on other things. my thoughts. they turn towards fervour.I wish I could stop it. I don't know what the hell I'm even doing anymore. I feel more like someone possessing a body permanently and it feels more like I'm rotting rather than living.
hurting people or making them mad. is also a fear I have. I don't want to be yelled at anymore. I don't want them to feel hurt because of my actions. I don't want to be seen like that. I just want. people to see me as something who breathes too.
....Realization that I have 0 accurate drawings of Remus and Riella. FUCK.
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW *JAWDROP
If you find us, you know what’s coming. I’d be careful if I were you~ <3 /lh –Twin cherries
A.AH.
rerrrgh. I’ll have to make note to not bump into you two then.