#venty shit

[5-falsehoods-phonated]

I didnt know I had intrusive thoughts until I watched Sanders Sides and now all I think when they get more bothersome is "oh hello Remus" and for me that instantly makes it just a little bit better.

Thomas Sanders may not be perfect but the content he and his friends make has helped me a lot and I am very grateful.

[the-rabbit-that-hunts-tigers]

I know I'm late on the resolutions thing by about 2 months now, but, like... I've lived a life stealthily and safe for a long time. I dress in a manner that is very safe for the area I live in, but... how many other people feel unsafe being themselves because they see no one else like them? I'm tired of being scared to be myself, so I'm going to change that.

[your-local-gt-dork-blog]

can a giant just like.

take me away

or smth

please

[grim9static]

THAT’S ALL WE’VE GOT

[quaz-art]

I am literally so fucking mad right now I got rage triggered so hard and like normally I would block and move but I can't because I'm working on a long term project with this person and they fit the criteria of my dni but I'm having too much fun with the project and I'm like,,, hmmm,,,, mental health well-being and safety? Or fun thing to do while stuck at home based on hyperfixation?

[soup-fish]

do you ever feel like screaming but you’re too hollow inside to make a noise

[raptaptapping]

That weirdass feeling where you definitely feel like you're being too much of...what ever you are. And people don't really like you and just tolerate you and let you exist in their space.

But they're not going to tell you that you annoyed them. Even though you definitely get that distinct feel that you do.

And you are talked over and all that shit.

And it's just

Weird.

[boxdyed]

Tastes like burnt coffee smells like water smells like weed one two three one two three every girl’s got a playlist every playlist’s got a girl one two three one two three I make one I make two I make 500 doesn’t stop doesn’t sleep gotta write my worth out on a table cut me open spread me thin give me out to passing strangers I’ll type I love you until my fingers bleed don’t know how else to pay for my sins but make more to share the joy I count them one two three none are you none are her none are real until they are until I know them inch by inch until they love me more than him fingers breaking too much shaking let me make it up to you one more time girls get lonely girls get cold one two three things that you own will they love them as much as me gave you eighteen thousand eyes so you can see and from your mountains you’ll forgive me

-unborn