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Fuck
Wanna be engaged in some hot fuck rn
Gon be honest: i aint ever find a site where you cant actually say shit like suicide?? Where is you gonna get shit for sayin rape n shit you wouldnt have got before ~2021? It startin to feel like this censorship is almost entirely self-inflicted and whoever started it and the lie bout it is benefitin. it caught fire hard cuz we live in a world of people taught n encouraged to be like that, and this hush-hush behavior bout real, dark, gruesome stuff is easier to collectively absorb
Another man dead. Life might just be beautiful.
“i always be thankful that i learned how to love and be gentle with myself when nobody could. i realized that it's not the world that will give you the love and caring that you long for, but yourself. there's not a single soul that will stick to me and wouldn't hurt me but my own, and in the end, if everybody had given up on me, i'll always have myself because i learned how to accept what i am and love what i have”
Torment
There once was a time in which all was peaceful. There once was a time where all that was heard was laughter, singing and happiness. There once was a time where living itself was a blessing. Oh how I miss those times. How I miss being able to just live.. Yet all the mistakes of my past seem to haunt me so much. Mistakes that were so minuscule back then now seem like mountains of which are near impossible to climb. The memories of the pain haunt my very being.
To be able to protect them, I must go away... To ensure their happiness, I must vanish.. But I am afraid.. I fear leaving and proving I was not enough. Proving that I was not worthy of being loved or loving someone. This fear in itself is enough to shake my very core. To torment me until living itself is hard..
I am not sure how to handle this. I am not okay.. I fear going against this enemy..
I fear this torment..
Whats more humiliating than sharing a machine with someone and getting up only to see the sweat marks left behind by your fat vagina and ass