Is anyone awake? Who would like to talk? Ask me anything. Be wicked

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Is anyone awake? Who would like to talk? Ask me anything. Be wicked
Not all girls desire a fairytale life. Some of us are simply tragedies. We want to talk about our entire day, hug someone tightly, cry in their arms, laugh with them until our stomach hurts. But we struggle with being taken care of. We are never used to being offered or provided by someone. We dream of being loved by someone, we long to be truly seen for who we are, but when that finally happens we just get uncomfortable, we panic, feel like we're losing ourselves. And that's the tragedy.
Started reading a HTTYD/Rise of the Guardians crossover fanfiction after randomly coming across a gorgeous animatic of one of its scenes the other day and it lowkey feels like
lonely in a crowded room
I hear the laughter
but none of it lands
I’m standing in the center
with invisible hands
Faces blur together
like a watercolor bloom
I’m here with everybody
and still alone in the room
I drift through conversations
like smoke that never stays
I’m present in the moment
but miles and miles away
I’m lonely in a crowded room
lost beneath the neon gloom
I’m here but I’m not seen at all
just a shadow on the wall
Lonely in a crowded room
echoes where my thoughts consume
I’m close enough to feel the sound
but far too gone to be found
The music keeps on moving
but I’m stuck in my head
A thousand beating heartbeats
and mine feels underfed
I smile like it’s nothing
I laugh like I belong
But every word around me
just feels a little wrong
I drift through conversations
like smoke that never stays
I’m present in the moment
but miles and miles away
I’m lonely in a crowded room
lost beneath the neon gloom
I’m here but I’m not seen at all
just a shadow on the wall
Lonely in a crowded room
echoes where my thoughts consume
I’m close enough to feel the sound
but far too gone to be found
So I fade into the corners
let the night resume
Just another quiet heartbeat
lonely in a crowded room
Girls in relationship be like “he made me feel so pretty” but girlies, you ARE pretty wym ??! 😭
Girl, just wanted to let you know I adore your Trials of Apollo art SO MUCH <3
Omg I literally only just saw this in my inbox I'm so sorry THANK YOUUUU ❤️❤️❤️
When did I ever not feel lonely or bored?