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[weepingmarie-o-nette]

people how to become famous on the blr no glue no borax pls

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

"Six seve-"

[aruhiyaidol]

i'm looking for more jirai mooties!! reblog and i'll spam + follow + send an ask!!

radqueers iwc, harmful transids dni

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

moot up our newest internet idol aruhi ! !

promise she's the sweetest 𖹭

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

, , 𝑺winging in between life and death . .

on my dearest balcony ! , ,

[jirais-original-sin]

Hehehehehe best edit I ever made!!!

[jirais-original-sin]

Fuck I’m depressed again

[gaayladiess]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN!!!

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

he was my childhood ❤️‍🩹

[starvingv4mp]

I threw myself under a train for over an hour waiting to die just for me to go look up the arrival hours and find out that no trains are going to run over my ass anytime soon so now my edgy moment just looks stupid

. . .idk what to do rn 𓈒ּ֯݁ ֶָ֢݁𓏵‧, ۟𓈒 ིྀ

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

I haven't taken my meds in a month now

I wanna throrw upp agggain

aaaa

I'm so grossfdsss

[sapphiresacrosanct]

I’m Not Me Anymore. Not Really.

Étoile?

I mustered forward, observing Étoile—
her strange cinnamon locks, the faintest emerald in her iris, henna-honey lips always parted, always unrelenting.

For the first time, I discerned the sweetness life grooms us with—
how feverishly it can be seized in the same fashion,
with the same coercion, only rougher, bloodier, inexorable.

A faint smile took over my expression. I couldn’t help but laugh.
Wasn’t it all just yesterday?

Is the huckleberry jam still dripping from our teeth?
Our fountain in the yard, sullied with age,
lent the blue jay’s bath no more than a sigh.

“Summer! Summer! Summer!” chanted the neighborhood kids.
We pretended to spite their song, but really, it kept us young.

Yes, it is Summer. Still enough reason to celebrate.
Why aren’t we celebrating?

She said I’d gone off too far in my own head again.
Sorry—huckleberry jam.

The kind I begged her to make after Vienna… from scratch.
She raised me to develop an elaborate palette.

I took up painting, dipping my fingers in every acrylic under the sun.
She told me there wasn’t a chance on God’s green earth the jam would taste saccharine like Vienna’s.

Wrong again.

No polyester allowed in the house. Shoes off, ribbons firm—in tact.
I liked lace better. Lace was her signature. Off limits. I didn’t mind.

“Étoile?” I called, just loud enough to matter. She doesn’t turn.

I’ll try again later—I always do.

[starvingv4mp]

fun fact you did not ask for at all :

I use the tags "jirai girl" and "landmine lifestyle" in full knowledge of the nasty stereotype they represent.

oh wow, right?

not really bc I identify fully by it, but because I have been called a toxic, psycho, destructive, haughty, edgy, liar, desperate freak and any other types of buzzwords so many times at this point I subconsciously accepted it as a truth.

..

I've also done some really problematic shit that made me become the loner that I am.

at least I can at least freely vent and relapse on here.

ֶָིྀ֢݁ ͝

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

i

- isolating a person from the rest of their friends to keep them attached

- being possessive to lengths that were unhealthy (pushing other friends away, insulting other ppl, sometimes pushing to threats, etc) and annoying long term

- being oversensitive AND closed to criticism, advice, communication, and need to split up a tiny bit

- Calling the one person who remplaced me toxic, a "thief" with bad intentions, using their struggles as insults, making d3ath threats to that person, drawing d3ath ideation of them without any consent, posting it, slandering them endlessly online and irl, writing entire book page length paragraphs antagonising them

- Dragging my friend(s) in self destructive shit (using $h addiction, Internet addiction, drVg addiction to see each other regularly directly to cvt or smoke, basing our relationship on destructive behaviour etc)

*when I'm being abandoned

that bad?....

theres lot more

Im a little fucked actually

pls avoid being my friend

(I obviously crash this much vrry rarely istg I'm nice and usually reliable bmf)

[przzaccc]

opening up to someone <<< opening up your skin

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

no tumblr, I don't feel like adding something

[puppyyyyynomnom]

I wish I could be like those famous Jirai accounts where they can post anything and get hundreds of comments and Reblogs.

and they get a bunch of asks without even having to beg and even make a list of dedicated Anon’s

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

basically impossible with 0 layout skills 𓈒ּ֯݁ ֶָ֢݁𓏵‧, ۟𓈒 ིྀ

[starvingv4mp]

I threw myself under a train for over an hour waiting to die just for me to go look up the arrival hours and find out that no trains are going to run over my ass anytime soon so now my edgy moment just looks stupid

. . .idk what to do rn 𓈒ּ֯݁ ֶָ֢݁𓏵‧, ۟𓈒 ིྀ

[starvingv4mp]

can someone hand me a bullet and just watch me end it already aughh

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

𓈒 𓈒 𓈒when I came back to check on my cat he started ripping manic during the night and clawed on a huge chunk of my face.

it hurtss but now that my face's bandaged I feel like that bsd dude dazai osamu

, ֶָ֢݁𓏵‧, ۟𓈒 ིྀ

[wonderrot]

Instead of promoting femininity and grace can we start promoting being hysterical, grotesque, insane and uhh what else being odd

[weepingmarie-o-nette]

I fw hard with this