UM UPDATE ABOUT MOOMIN AND THE GUN
HE ALMOST KILLED SNUFKIN BY ACCIDENT
HE ALMOST KILLED SNUFKIN
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UM UPDATE ABOUT MOOMIN AND THE GUN
HE ALMOST KILLED SNUFKIN BY ACCIDENT
HE ALMOST KILLED SNUFKIN
bro
If you look close enough you can see that twisted smirk he always shows.
[Do not repost this anywhere please and thank you]
Fungi
there are still plenty of photos of me when my eating disorder was at its worst, and even after all this time, i still feel triggered when i see them. (i should delete them, but i can’t, don’t want to, need to hold on - why? i don’t know. ) after all this time, even though eating is a little easier for me now, there are many days when it’s not, when i crash, when i want to drop any kind of progress i’ve ever made. after all, "you never come back, not all the way", right?
im doing a thing where i write something everyday in may with a prompt and ive done 3 days (I started on 5th) so you should read some if you want to https://hannah-yardley.wixsite.com/clusterofink
CSA TW??? I was molested repeatedly as a child and I masterbate to try to get comfortable w sexual shit in case I ever have a partner but it still doesnt quite go and I'm worried and upset that I might not ever be able to even if I want to later
This has been sitting in my inbox for I don’t know long because I have no idea what to say about this. If anyone knows what to say to help anon please add on. But shit fam that’s rough. I honestly don’t know what to say to that. Like shit. Have you ever told anyone about this? Because if not someone should definitely know. I just…idk what to say. Someone please respond to this because I don’t want to say the wrong thing.
Didn't want to post on Twitter,
Maybe it is my major depression rearing its angry head again
But I can't stop thinking about how I am no longer the first person someone thinks about
For my best friends, I am not theirs. Never have been nor will I ever be
For my family, I am forgetful.
I was only ever truly a "somewhat important" presence for my parents and my parents are dead now
My sister, well, she has her husband and kids. She shouldn't be forced to deal with her detached sisters suicidal tendencies
My aunt and uncle I live with since they took me in out of a sense of responsibility when my mother passed, they never tell me they love me
Sometimes I crave physical affection. My parents never hugged me. I just want a hug and for someone to tell me I matter. That everything is okay and will be okay and that my life matters
I am miserable, have been miserable for over 10 years and I'm tired of pretending I'm alright and that it's ok for my family to laugh at me
I want to go away for a while, maybe to Japan again. To breathe different air and to no longer be a burden to those "close" to me