Do you ever lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling, and wonder are dinosaurs kosher
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Do you ever lay awake at night, staring at the ceiling, and wonder are dinosaurs kosher
The Wonders of My Mind
Me:
*thinks about my current source of stress*
*Sees something interesting and totally unrelated* "Ooh nice"
Me, after 1 minute of admiring the InterestingThing™: Wasn't I sad about something?
5 minutes later: "Oh."
For whatever reason, sketching/doodling can lead to weird, darker imagery.
I'm just laughing because my friend brought one of those 50 shades of grey spin off books, "Grey", and it was basically smut. (Then I pointed out we were both reading smut, but hers was a published author and mine was a work-in-progress fanfic on my phone. She laughed.)
Then she pointed out a phrase and an hour later during a test I whispered: "Are you gay Mr. Grey?"
The vicious looks people shot me were amazingly hilarious.
It's always been like this. When I was a child it was worse, because I didn't understand what I was feeling at all. I was convinced everyone hated me(the bullying didn't help with that), my parents, my sister, the teachers, the people from school. I can't add friends to that, cuz I didn't have any. and I felt sad, I was angry all the time, my parents invalidated me, and I just wanted to die. I thought that was a normal thing. I woke up ,when in 5th grade, I told a guy from school that there had been a lot of times where I wanted to die, and he couldn't believe it. He didn't get it. I bit my fingernails. Not the normal kind though. The kind where your fingers hurt, bc your nails were bitten down so hard. Biting fingernails is a form of self aggression. I put my hands around my throat and squeezed bc that would change how I felt. Stopped that after I got choked by a girl from school. I always told myself that I would kill myself at some point when I was older and my parents wouldn't be mad about it. I still don't get why people would be sad if I died. Not in a depressed kind of way. I just don't understand it. Really, I don't. I hid in my stories. In the books I read. I could literally read 12 books in a week. That was a normal amount. Remember, I was like 8... All I did was reading. Bc I didn't want to think. My parents were really worried. It's the same today with being on my phone all the time. I don't want to think. I get bad when I start to think. I always need something to keep me distracted. And that really sucks. Cuz it means that I can't relax. I can't remember the last time I was relaxed. I don't even know if I ever was. I'm always tense. And it's exhausting. And I think that's almost my darkest secrets. I'm used to them, but I bet that people who read it, will think I'm really depressed and i should get help. I'm just used to this. It's weird.
Whenever I see someone attractive my immediate thought is “10/10 would touch” And then I proceed to imagine myself just poking them and walking away
Soap
Attraction is a strange thing Listening to songs Depicting stories from them The emotion behind each line If any Falling in love with the way a voice Makes my eyes roll back I want to be consumed by them Their lips on my neck whispering their melodies to my skin I’ll imitate the movements of their mouths with my body Curl and roll their tongues While I press against them and unfurl The magnificent way in which music manipulates me so easily I wonder how they taste The way they translate through lyrics only goes so far My imagination writes another albums worth of scratch marks Baited breath I lose my mind wrapping it around these thoughts of pure lust Filth Then questioning what really went on behind those words That song Whether I breathe more life into the words than there is Or was ever intended
Yo I'm Rachel
I was tagged by mymindisweird (nerd) Rules: Once you have been tagged you are supposed to answer the 92 truths about you. At the end choose 5 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. What was your: Last Beverage: water Last phone call: uhh I think my mom Last text message: my bf, cheddarshellos Last time you cried: today Dated someone twice: ??? ?maybe?? ??? ? Idk the whole thing was super messed up Been cheated on: maybe??? ? ?? ? (See above question) Been drunk and threw up: no. Alcohol is nasty List your: Favourite colours: green, rose, literally all pastels Last year have you: Made a new friend: yep Fallen out of love: no Laughed until you cried: just the other day (lookin at you beepboppow) Found out who your true friends were: I found that out a while ago so ?? Found out someone was talking about you: no General: How many people do you know IRL on your fb friends list: uh I don't have a fb so Firsts: First surgery: never had one First piercing: ears bc I'm boring First best friend: a girl named Cassidy who had rapunzel length blonde hair who I haven't seen since like 5th grade First sport you joined: tennis First vacation: Aruba 💕 my cousin and I fed grapes to iguanas Eating: nothing Drinking: nothing I am about to: go to bed eventually maybe Waiting for: summer so I can hang out with my bf before he goes to college Your future: Want kids: not at the moment but maybe? Get married: hopefully Career: Computer Science/programming Which is better: Lips or eyes: eyes Hugs or kisses: hugs Older or younger: older Romantic or spontaneous: any and all Relationship or hook up: relationship Trouble maker or hesitant: hesitant Have you ever: Kissed a stranger: no Drunk hard liquor: yup. Not doing that again Lost contacts or lenses: no Sex on first date: nope Broke someone’s heart: yeah xD that was an experience Arrested?: not yet Turned someone down: yeah Cried when someone died: yes. Fallen for a friend: only way it happens Do you believe in: Yourself: not really Miracles: no Love at first sight: no Heaven: it'd be nice but not really Santa: no Kiss on first date: depends Angels: no And so I’d like to tag: cheddarshellos, thesoul0fwit, melonmelsmelly, weheld-ontill-may, and booksywriter