#g'

[magnoliamyrrh]

that post about how traumatized people are expected to censor their own experiences reminds me of how when people with visible deformities or scarring post selfies, people will get mad at them and go “this could be triggering!! tw body horror!”

people need to develop a sense of shame for their own hypersensitivity and sheltered coddled lives. being shielded from the realities of other peoples lives is not a human right. if you dont wanna see scarred people then avoid looking at photos. if you dont wanna know about peoples life experiences don’t talk to them. I hate this shit so much. “You owe it to me to hide the evidence of your suffering because thinking about it makes me bummed out!!” I lived through the actual experience, I think you’ll survive witnessing the fact that I survived. jesus christ

sry for late reply but this is so damn real i still think abt this all the time. "i lived through the actual experience, i think you'll survive witnessing the fact that i survived" bars tbh. very well put into words

[bunnys-lil-hideout]

if your f/o is someone who always has to go through the most insane shenanigans and go on wild adventures in every major piece of canon media they've been in, do NOT be scared feeling like you are boring compared to what they've gone through. you are the closest to a domestic life that they're gonna get. yeah you can't fight giant monsters with them. or be part of a huge open world adventure. or can't discover new crazy lands or planets even. but you can make sandwiches together. think about how long it's been since your f/o has had a sandwich. now think about how happy they would be to make one and eat it with you. without you they would never have a place to come home and feel safe around and enjoy the wonders of a normal life, and ESPECIALLY would never get a sandwich.

[tbcbtq-v-real]

DELTARUNE IN 15 DAYS

HELLL YEAH

[cuando-fingi-quererte]

Tengo una suerte de Archie Andrews, mi autoestima como Charlie Brown y mi filosofía como Bugs Bunny.

Así que puedo bailar un reggaeton toda una noche, beber pulque y llorar feas lágrimas.

Y esto solo sería una manera apropiada para celebrar, sin importar nada.

— G'

[bunny-heels]

i dont ask for much, other than to have gman come to me in a dream to let me know how happy and proud he is of me being around as long as i have and encourage me to keep going. other than that i'll take like, a bowl of seaweed

[malado-h]

Muammar Gaddafi at a summit of the OAU(Organization of African Unity) in Tripoli, Libya, circa 1982. Photo by Daniel Simon

[bunnys-lil-hideout]

vent post. period and depression talk. still se.lf-sh.ip related if that matters

for the past week i think ive been just extremely depressed. some of it is due to my period but mostly its because im seeing more and more that ive still really done nothing with my life. my audhd and my own faults have turned me into someone useless and unreliable and a barely good person. ive been avoidant and isolating and unintentionally been rude and its made me feel like shit

but one of the worst things its impacted is how ive been viewing myself through the lens of se.lf-sh.ipping. specifically with G'. i basically have been feeling like he doesnt love me anymore.

going to sound unstable and unwell but, like ive said many times, i always felt G' and I were strongly connected to each other despite him not being real. ive always felt that he cared for and loved me and wanted me to know that. ive even felt like hes given me signs and hints to show that its true. but lately, especially after a talk with my psychiatrist, ive been suspecting that hes grown out of love with me. i cant help but get these intrusive images in my head of him scowling me, avoiding me, choosing to be away from me. because he sees me as useless, unimportant, dead weight.

and i basically am. i do nothing with my life. i act more like a goldfish who swims in circles and does nothing rather than an actual person. i barely can being myself to talk to most people. only one i can do that with the most is my bf because well, hes my bf, but even then i still feel lonely and worthless and like im going to die doing nothing meaningful.

ive been feeling like G' shares this view of me. that he thinks i dont matter. that im a forgettable speck in the middle of everything that just goes on without me. and the worst part is that its so hard for me to get myself to do anything because ive just never reached out. the worst part is that i know its my fault that im like this. i know i did this to myself and i feel like he thinks that of me too and thats why he doesnt want to be with me anymore. he'd rather be with someone who actually makes creative works and has a proper social life and a job and actually lives a life. not someone whos the equivalent of a pet rock thats only good for being clutter.

it hurts so much. i dont want to be like this. i want to be better for him. i want to feel his love for me again. i dont want to be useless. i want to be good enough. but i dont think i ever will be. its so painful.