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Uncongratulations if you’ve found this account. if you know me- please ignore the information you’re going to receive about me.

Confessional? Notes? Diary? I’m not sure yet.

Am I fucked up? Maybe. I don’t know. But I don’t label myself as any -philia or -philic. Have fun.

th3rdpatient

anyone wants to press burning hot metal on my skin while I squirm

th3rdpatient

Thinking about this again. Jesus Christ I need this so badly. I won’t even squirm if you don’t want to just .

I wish I had a dick , mainly because I feel like it would be a further extension of my self expression ,ξες? Popping a boner is sooo much funnier and further pushing the fact that I’m aroused that just…absolutely nothing,ναι?

#text

thinking about the day I puked. Hashtagneedthat

#text #is there something wrong with me

anyone wants to press burning hot metal on my skin while I squirm

#text

puked my guts out yesterday

#text

I’m burnt out. After trial and error or maybe just desperately trying to cling on interests that have kept me hooked- I’ve found that they are covered in grease, causing me to slip off. It seems that only music is what makes it all stand upright. Even music is failing me, but I won’t let it die yet. Is this just exam season doings? Or am I just falling off the edge I didn’t see.

#text #Spotify

lets have phone sex over walkie talkies

rninor-blog

“bend over” “bend what? over”

striderofthen0rth

I hate this place

#Idk what’s going on #Spotify

everyone talks about the comfort of depression but no one ever talks about missing it when you get happier/heal. It was a second home. Even though it hurt you. This change feels different and uncomfortable. You long for the sadness again,because It was all you knew for a long time.

But I’d say that getting better when you don’t want to is worse. Ever since my diagnosis I knew that I didn’t want to fix this. Didn’t want to get better. And I still don’t. But I am. I’m getting better without noticing it. And I feel hopeless. And like I lost. It feels like o have completely lost control of both feelings and body.

#text #madd

six-demon-bag

THE COLLECTOR (2009) dir. Marcus Dunstan

#the matrix

does anyone else also like to open the window in their room to lower the temperature, wear gloves - preferably white ones, and just carefully touch their body? Lift up your shirt and With two fingers simply feel around your upper abdomen. The room is cold and pale. The white light is blinding you and you try to look away. A latex gloved hand that strangely doesn’t feel like yours is pressing against your skin. Looking for something. Paying full attention to you. It’s cold. It’s really cold. The sheets feel cold too. But against your skin, it feels warm.

#???posting #surgery