Dec 13, 2023
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bc I have a sixth sense tht alerts me when any of my mutuals post ofc
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HOW you the always the first like
bc I have a sixth sense tht alerts me when any of my mutuals post ofc
Merry Christmas I made my mom cry by talking about wanting a buzzcut and making jokes about it
You are so annoying
and you’re irrelevant, next
So many problems, and I feel that those problems are stupid. Little things that annoy me, has troubled me, small matters, big matters, all squished into a jar. "What's wrong?" they ask. "Nothing much" I say as I hide my jar behind my back. Surely I'll regret opening this jar in front of people. It probably looks ugly to other people too. Like a witch's cauldron, swishing with dark colours, dark emotions that has been added for days, weeks and probably even months. "You sure nothing's wrong?" "Yeah I bet it's just the period talking. It's best to stay away from me"
But then there's the moment, that one exact moment my mind tells me 'it feels safe' or 'this person can be trusted'. "Maybe if we let it out a bit, it wouldn't be that bad, right?" I ask myself. Okay, here we go, trusted person. A few drops from my jar. Let's see how they react-- Wait wha? what are you doing, me?!? Tears?? Look away fast!! They can't know how weak you are just by letting out your own feelings?! Close the jar! Find your earphones! Blast music! Find an escape! Anything! Anything at all!!
"Hey you alright?" "Y-yeah I'm fine" I say as I laugh awkwardly. And then the awkward silence hits me like a train and I regret this action for years to come.
There it is, the story of my life. The end.
I can’t sleep. I miss you too much..
The way I consume media these days is that I read/watch something dark, am absolutely fine for 20-50 minutes afterwards, and then suddenly burst into tears and think about how much I hate myself and want to die
Nice April fools joke ☺️
jdhgfkdfjghfd thank u tina gave up after five (5) seconds bc an anon sounded so sad about it