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Three Goblin Art
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Game of Thrones Daily
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@chloesilver2
i miss my friends
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is it so bad that I want to act like a stereotypical teenager?? that i want to not give a fuck about school and have a room that looks like everything was tipped from the shelves onto the floor and stay up until 3am everyday scrolling? is it so bad that i want to get up at 12 and sit in my pyjamas for the entire weekend and text my friends all day long?
i want to binge watch a series i want to do stupid shit i want to sneak out at night i want to dye my hair ridiculous colours i want to wear a shit ton of makeup i want to lie in bed half the day doing nothing i want to have sleepovers
i feel like i’m just 9 year old me with an aged up body, fuckass irrational feelings, and a phone
i feel like i’m being treated like a 9 year old with a phone.
i just want my fucking “reckless youth” while it lasts
so maybe i can watch kids do stupid shit and smile and say i was like them once
anyone else worry that you’re walking around life as the mii on the right
it’s normal to not actually remember anything, right? my brain just has objective facts about my past that whenever i need to i can imagine into what probably happened. i went to tesco earlier? yeah i can imagine what that was like
i desperately need someone to tell me what's wrong with me. i need a professional to take my brain out of my head and show me all of the imperfections, explain what went awry and where. i need my own neuroses explained to me in plain terms.
please tell me why there's times where i just can't bring myself to speak. please tell me why my ups are mountains and my downs are ocean trenches trying to pull me under. please tell me why i've never felt like a human before. tell me why my skin doesn't fit on my body. tell me why i think of myself as an animal standing upright and pretending to be a person. tell me why heart-wrenchingly loneliness is the first emotion i can remember feeling, and the most consistent one i've had throughout my life, even when in pleasant company
help me. please help me understand myself so that i can stop feeling fear and disgust towards every fiber of my being
please teach me how to be the comfort that i need
i want to know how to love myself, but 'myself' is a foreign concept
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i have hopes and dreams and wants for the future and they're nice but i know for a fact i'm gonna die a destitute druggie in a council flat at the age of 25
i'm far too lucky to have never lost a love one. sure, i have dead family members (both of my dads parents for example) but they all died before i had the capacity to give a shit, and all the fsmily that have died the last few years are too far related from me to warrant caring. sure jts unfortunste but i dont rlly care and i need someone close to me to die so i can get the karma i need for not caring
my mum lost an aunt last june, and an uncle in september. my dad lost one of his childhood best friends just a fortnight ago, and i wish i could care, but i cant. all i can offer is a condolences that i’m scared they can tell comes from a place of obligation and not sincerity. my family have been through fucking grief the last year and i wholly, wholly do not care, and i need to care
i'm far too lucky to have never lost a love one. sure, i have dead family members (both of my dads parents for example) but they all died before i had the capacity to give a shit, and all the fsmily that have died the last few years are too far related from me to warrant caring. sure jts unfortunste but i dont rlly care and i need someone close to me to die so i can get the karma i need for not caring
time has been blurring together a little more lately
if i die suddenly aged 16 will all of you people in my phone remember me forevermore
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the amount of people i see every day that i want to compliment but physically can't is getting absurd. dude you look so cool :) shame my body would rather petrify itself than tell you :(
the only thing stopping me from killing myself is the fact that i’d rather someone else kill me, because i’m too fucking lazy to put the effort in myself
