#or therapy

[maybe-not-daily-permit-office]

that feeling when art block hits you like a freight train so u lowk just accept it and explode

[starsonnettt]

I love country music

yes break my heart into a million pieces and then have the next song be the catchiest two step I must learn immediately

[feralandgay]

"Don't love your job, job your love" what if monetising my passions takes the joy away? what if turning my interests into capitalistic transactions makes them hollow? what then?

[verniczk]

I kinda scrolled thru old insta texts w ppl I lost contact with and BRO, this guy and I were nearly thick as thieves if I never moved, and it’s weird reading back our dms bc i feel it’s all my fault we don’t talk anymore

Currently, I find myself having trouble really holding friendships with anyone, especially guys, I always like manipulate myself into distancing and then I get depressed and shit when I realize we’re not as close as I’d thought, (close as in, talking regularly after school, like bro, when school ends most of my “friends” never text me.)

I don’t know if maybe I was affected by the move or past experiences I’ve had, or maybe it’s my current situation and how life is sucking, but I genuinely can’t interact with people the same when I was younger. I never second guessed myself, never waited for them to text first, and if they didn’t respond to mine I’d just drop them, bc I genuinely had a spine and standards back then.

Maybe I should drop all the “friends” I have right now.

[the-writer-in-the-winter-forest]

From my count,

Dunk received,

Stabs- 11 🗡🩸

Hits to the body- 8 🩻

Blows to the head- 7 👤

For a grand total of 26 point of damage.

Someone get this man a BBB,

A bath, booze and the most comfortable bed to lay on!!

Bath, Booze, Bed are gonna be his recovery regiment.

[lettersiwonteversend]

some days i feel i am hiding an ugly, angry creature inside myself whose feelings seep out through my pores and taint those that i love.

each fibre of my skin, fat, and muscles feels as if it is imbued with deep rage. it doesn’t translate to physical strength, thankfully, but i fear that one day i will unwittingly hurt the people around me.

am i crazy for this lmao

[yuumemizuki]

duality of being victim blamed for years and wanting constant reassurance from a partner for your abandonment issues

versus people pleasing habits and not wanting to be a bother

is there like… a word for this?