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[oworiio]

I know it was far back but there isn't that much watersports/pee related fics out there (Of TR I mean) and I LOVE you for writing those little squirt/pee scenarios and wish I could see more, kthnxbai

NO I SAW THIS IN MY INBOX A DFEW DAYS AGO AND I FAILED TO REPLY BECAUSE IVE BEEN SO BUSY BUT TYYY YOURE SO SOS OSWEET IM SORRY I BEEN A SHITTY REPLIER BUT TY

hmmmmm <3 if u request it ill def write it

[anomaly00-archive]

The opening line is sexy

but at what cost?

[throwmeabonepleaseandthankyou]

Rate the cat

looks like it'd woof

[dragontatoes]

therapy postponed again BUT i did obtain loot from the sidewalks: a lighter (third one I've found recently), reading glasses in a case, dutch bros paper coaster that i thought was a sticker, and a page from a book about theology in deuteronomy

[choromatsus-hands-blog]

Uh, no one disturb me for 30 minutes. I have something very important I must do.

[lesbianraskolnikov]

oof i need an about for my blackmore blog

[little-forget-me-not]

…….to be completely honest. As hard as I am trying and as much as I’m fighting…….i…honestly don’t know if I can make it. I don’t….i honestly don’t know if I can exist in society and….live. It gets harder each new year and with each added age comes more pressure, anxiety, stress and questions and doubts I don’t have answers for. I haven’t figured out the previous years and I’m tossed along expected to know more and be more and I….cant keep up. I can’t do this living thing. I’m trying so hard And I’ve been trying for years but it’s getting so hard for the first time it’s started to dawn on me that I might never be able to make it for real. It might all be too much. The weight of being alive might be more than I can hold up and I’m afraid I might crumble after all my efforts and be a dead failure. Someone who cracked under the pressure and chose to end it all and be seen as a weakling, my being passed around by gossiping tongues and ugly words. It’s…

Living is terrifying. I’ve been fighting all these years but it never occurred to me I could lose myself while fighting. I always thought if you fought and gave it your all and truly believed in hope and determination and kindness and love you can’t lose. …but I’m losing everything, faster than I can recuperate. Faster than I have the strength for. …..the more I keep myself here, keep myself alive and living through each day the harder it gets and I wonder why I’m even trying at all y'know?

I always believed in my strength and ability and in who I am at the core. I think my soul is a powerful and beautiful thing…even if the output ends up messy and damaged. Like the concept is fantastic but the execution kinda failed. Like a really promising Kickstarter that ended up disappointing the whole world.

…for the first time I truly don’t know if I’ll be alright. I don’t know if I’ll ever be ok. And im…scared. I’m honestly afraid.

I don’t know if I am really able to exist.