#goddammiy

[almasystem]

me: I'm gonna paint my nails :)

chronic pain, shaky hands, locked spine: no you aint

[silenthilllz]

oH NO I FUCKING REPLIED TO SOMETHING AND I FUCKED SHIT UP

I WAS GIVING MY THOUGHTS ON OC X CANON AND FUCKING DID SOMETHING BAD AND APPARENTLY RUINED SOMETHING FOR SOMEON

I THINK

IDK I SAW THE NOTIFICATION FLASH UP IN MY PHONE

FUCK FUCJ

IM NOT ALLOWED TO TALK AT ALL 

:))))

I BETTER JUST KEEP MY MOUTH FUCKING SHIT

[babeygirlbuckley]

Me to my therapist at 2:00 this afternoon: oh yeah I'm doing pretty good, can't complain Me at 11pm: wow it sure would be great if I could force myself to stop breathing at will

[transmanner-blog]

how will I ever survive in the real world

[heiseiestheticism]

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[babee-boy]

SHE DIES DOESNT SHE GODDAMMIT

[sass--bucket]

3:19 AM

I really fucking hate my brain. I'm sleeping and chilling right? Good vibes and shit. But then something in my brain just switched and I had a fucked up dream about that goblin from lord of the rings. He lived in my vent system, and I would only see him out of the corner of my eye until one day that smug bastard crawled out of the vent of the laundry room while the DOOR WAS OPEN and my family and I were in the kitchen. I made fucking eye contact with this thing and just pointed and screamed and everyone saw him. He was stunned for a few seconds but then disappeared into the vent again. My parents decided since we couldn't get rid of him we'd have to move but then he like, wrote us a letter?? And said how we're the only good family that's lived in the house? And LOW ANS BEHOLD we didn't fucking move. So we tried to get along as best we could. He'd come hang out sometimes and whatever.. Then the weird shit started happening. Like lord of the rings type shit and I had had enough so I slowly woke myself up until I was fully awake, dripping in sweat, and completely psyched out over a fucking fictional goblin living in the vent system. I fucking hate my brain...

[the-walrus-was-a-basket-cas-blog]

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