Dude I feel weird for doing this but I read angst, cry then take “thirst trap” photos of myself with tear filled eyes 😭🙏
(HAHAHA LOSERS IM NOT SHOWING MY FACE EVER)
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Dude I feel weird for doing this but I read angst, cry then take “thirst trap” photos of myself with tear filled eyes 😭🙏
(HAHAHA LOSERS IM NOT SHOWING MY FACE EVER)
Being an AO3 writer and reader is a very interesting experience because you'll go and read something with hurt/comfort in it where the characters ultimately heal despite the pain caused and go "ow AUGH my sensitive heart" and then go right back to writing your torment nexus where the same characters have no possibility of happiness and wonder why you get comments about the fact that you have put the characters into a torment nexus.
killing myself in the ao3 square
Sometimes I cry when I read.
Okay
Maybe more than sometimes.
Every reader goes through this at one point or more in their lives
Senlin began reading the fourteen-page dictation to the Duke of Pelphia with a sigh that quickly deepened into a groan.
...
An hour later, Voleta found the captain beating an open book upon his table. He was so earnest in his punishment of the dead volume that he did not notice Voleta had entered his cabin until she began to cheer him on.
"That's it, Captain! Teach is some manners!"
Senlin halted midthump.
Arm of the Sphinx by Josiah Bancroft; Part 2:The Golden Zoo, Chapter 1
Cheating partners are a trigger for me. Like I'm trying to friggin push through with this fic but I don't think my mom will be happy with the mess I'm making.
I need a blanket and cuddles *searches angst* I want to be loved *scrolls down to extreme angst* -sob- I can't *opens angst* -weeps- This is killing me no. no. *finishes 173 chapters of angst* I need more blankets and cuddles