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♥️ on your vent post is not a "Like" but a little heart that represents "someone out there is listening. no advice, no commentary, but listening. and cares. and wants you to know that."
𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚎! (𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴) be warned. I bite…A LOT….
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎
𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝙸 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝: 𝙰𝚛𝚝, 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝙰𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚎𝚝𝚌
I'm feeling really weird again, and a lot of it is me feeling physically uncomfortable and off today. My skin feels dry and itchy, I've got dead skin everywhere. In my hair, on my back, on my arms, etc. It's horrible. My right ear felt like it was popping earlier. My congestion is still really bad. I'm just feeling kind of rough. Hell, my underwear currently feel way too old and loose. I definitely need new underwear, and maybe I need to experiment with tighter ones someday. But bringing that up to my dad isn't as easy as you'd think sometimes. There's an embarassing story I'd have to divulge to ask for them, I think.
My facial hair is beginning to make me hate my face again, too. Truly everything physical is feeling off today. The sky's been grey over the last few days, anyways. And that's making my mood worse. But beyond the physical ailments, there's mental ailments too. So I think I've gotta write something about all of this now, before I forget about it all. But I'm really feeling weird again, sadly. I've got heartburn again. I'm so itchy. Everything I want to write would be repetitive, but I just…I can't just reuse my old notes all the time. I have to keep updating it. But that's not always easy, sadly.
I want to write about my dad talking to people online and dating. But I've already written so much stuff about all this, and it's hard to rewrite it all today.
I want to write about my stomach pains, about my boredom, about everything! But I've written about it all before, and I'm feeling too weird to go into it all now! But just…nobody sees my old posts! Half my posts have 0 notes! I shouldn't care. I shouldn't fucking care! But then there's an evil, nagging part of me that feels weird whenever my posts aren't seen.
Gods, my facial hair feels so fucking horrible. I want to tear it it all off my skin, it's so itchy and frustrating! Why won't it go away permanently!?
I mostly shitpost.
But every once in a while I make a poetic vent post that wrenches the innards and trauma of my mutuals.
And I think that’s beautiful
I rant about fat people again:
So why is it when I want to be fat, it's so wrong?
I know, I know, I feel like I'm weird for just being casual about wanting to be fat it's not like my only dream or anything. Idk why I've just always wanted to devour a bunch of food as a coping mechanism because I can't have a GOOD TRAUMA RESPONSE like what my friend has (he has friendly people in his head!). What i really want is that honestly. But instead I just want to be fat because sugar makes my pea brain happy. And it makes me more like him. Can you tell I'm weird about wanting to be Carlos.
and i just smacked myself in the crotch with a laptop thats it Im Starting The Apocolypse
gethsemane hits a lot harder when there’s a chance you may be living through it