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CLUSTER B FLAG
Affirmations for today:
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to get with everyone I know to prove that
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to try to tempt my friends into wanting to fuck me to prove it
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to post my body online to prove it
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to see if people would pay to be with me to prove it
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to be a hooker to prove it
- I'm astronomically sexy, and I don't need to do anything to prove it.
shout out to all the cluster b cunts that are also otherkin
i know that compulsively lying is wrong. i know that lying will always get me in trouble and make me unhappy in the long run, i know that very well. but lying always gets me to be with the people i want to be. lying gets me where i feel happy, even if afterwards im miserable. lying gets people to pay attention to me. i know it's wrong to chase after short-term satisfaction, but i can't help it. and when the consequences of lying get to me, i end up crashing. i end up having panic attacks, and feel as if my whole life is flashing before my eyes. but will i stop? no.
you know shit's about to go down you're so bored you start to find annoyance in everyone and everything.
that sock that just fell? i want to kill it. the tv showing some ugly guy's face talking like a fucking dumbass? kill it. the floor not feeling right against my shoes? kill it. the people trying to talk to me? kill them. kill them all. you're all fucking boring and i just need the right moment to lash out on any of you. fuck off.
every single little bump on my skin, whether noticeable or not, drives me to murder. i found a bump on my back and i chalantly scratched it off and had blood dripping. thats gonna be someone's face soon.
somatic narcissism. end sentence