#tw me

[coquette-corpsie]

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE MENTION AND SLIGHT PASSIVE SUICIDE

why am I still here. I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon, too many people rely on me for that, but why am I genuinely still here.

my mother fucking hates me. I'm stuck alone again, with my thoughts and a stupid screen. I have ONE FRIEND in my home town. I have to constantly talk myself out of doing anything stupid because there's nobody here to talk me out of it.

I'm sick of this. It's the same day, repeated over and over while I'm constantly worrying about my safety. I'm getting bullied again. not as much, but it's still bullying. I feel cringe and embarrassed because I STAND OUT. BECAUSE I'VE NEVER ONCE FIT IN AND I HATE IT.

i just wanna be normal for one day. i want comfort from someone real, in my room. not a fanfiction about some character who'll never be real.

I wish I wasn't so much of a coward to not attempt. but I know better.

every night I go to bed, praying and hoping that I wake up somewhere else. On Coruscant with Ahsoka by my side, or maybe Avengers Tower with Steve knocking on my door, telling me it's time for breakfast.

I. Want. A. Family.

I want a home that I can feel safe and loved in. I want a mom who won't abandon me for a boyfriend or a motorcycle or a beer. I want a dad who will actually be present for me and not be working and complaining about my mom all the time.

I've always been a troubled kid. but it's gotten worse. But who can I tell?

this probably isn't gonna be read anyway. my vents are rarely noticed.

Maybe the hate account was right

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm such a shit daughter, Mom.

I'm sorry that I was a bad friend, C.

I'm sorry for fucking talking about things that I like, M and E and L.

I'm sorry for expressing myself through makeup and clothes.

I'm sorry for being me.

[laughing-instead-of-crying]

Intro? Intro.

Greeting traveler, enter at your own risk: cringe dwells here

Name: Jay

Age: >18

Sexuality: str8 with daddy issues, but I’m a practicing asexual right now

Homeschooled, HUGE nerd. Raised in white conservative fam. You get the gist.

I joke about a lot of things. Especially those that make me sad or nervous or mad. I may or may not have a complex where I think my value as a person is tied to my ability to make people laugh. Sue me I guess. #attention whore

Also sometimes I post my art and stuff.

And I rant alot.

@in-hindsight-that-was-not-wise for reblogs

Beliefs: I am a christian. I tag all posts that have christian themes with #tw religion or #tw christianity. I’m not interested in forcing my beliefs on anybody else.

I am a feminist, and an ally. I think I’m pro Palestine, though honestly I’m not sure. I get really mixed info every where I look. It reeks of a genocide and a facade though. I am ANTI GENERATIVE AI also Fuck Trump

Tumblr fam:

Younger sibling: @fireinthefoxpen

Bestie: @sheskillingboys

Caesar Salad (is a snack /plat): @literallytherobin

If you wanna join my tumblr fam, lemme know. Idk how that works but I would be very interested!

[kris29301]

holy shit my hair is so good

[thesobsofthehadal]

watched the backrooms movie and. uh. hear me out on captain Clark I fear. like the evil fucked up version of him

[gerardwaysmissingballsack]

Pictures kind of ish of me in my Halloween costume (bleeding Frank iero) except the camera quality is literal butt shit ass because I took it with my ipad

that is how you make zombie faces trust me bro I shambled around the neighborhood like an absolute fucking STAR

@iwillmicrowavesonicyt @iwillmicrowavesonicytalt

[urlocalbunny]

imagine Aaron comes in after a rainy day shaking his hair like a dog and when you least expect it he puts a dead rabbit on your feet, wagging his tail happily at the prospect of finding your dinner.

At first, you think he brought you a gift but upon closer inspection you see a rabbit with grey fur and a colorful afro, wet from the rain and fried with bleach damage. Tears fill your eyes. You turn it around as it breathes her last breath. There's a pen and paper on her hand.

You cry and fall to your knees, for it was me, writing pegging HCS for Neil in my spare time between assignments and crafting jewelry for extra cash. You realize this is it. I'm deceased and the writing isn't even finished. I'll never show up again, for a talent and passion like mine are as rare as a bunny with a colorful afro. I die smiling, for I loved Aaron even in death.

He doesn't understand anything and puts me in the oven after cutting my hair. All it's left is my hair, which Beliath makes into a wig with tears in his eyes because he also read my posts, eaten pen and the prepping to peg Neil. Y'all ain't even eating and you both burry my crockpot in pure horror.

Would y'all be mad at him hmmm? what would you feel what would you do hmmm?. Tell me don't forget to subscribe save and buy wig glue.

[ironmoonz]

can i be hot on the dash again or are u guys gonna get mad at me

[apr3sentsometh1ng]

you should show us ur bhg shirt 😋

Thanks for the ask dude 😇🐠👼👼!! Ok these are some pictures of me with it on because I’m conceded and wanted to mess around with my camera. Ft the Phillies hat I just got