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꩜• Janis 'Imi'ike •꩜

“I was tame, i was gentle till the circus life made me mean.”

─────── Mean Girls Roleplayer ───────

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Affiliated with: @stillamassivedeal ᡣ𐭩

Thank you to all my mutuals who send asks to Janis and help us come up with new ideas; thank you for sticking with and embracing these two toxic lesbians in their secret relationship for so long, you’re incredible and i love every one of you. My love for mean girls and rejanis only grows every day, and each of you is part of that. Thank you so, so much for everything!!!

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My first week in Chicago has been like reaching for the clouds, only to realize there’s a storm inside them, and the lightning is electrocuting my body as i cling to them to stay up there.

Achieving our biggest dreams makes us feel ungrateful when we don’t celebrate them enough. I deserve to be here; i fought for this and gave my best, even though most of the time i feel like my best isn’t enough. What more could i want besides a promise of a future living off what i love?

Being alone is weird; it hurts. People don’t seem as out of place as i do, and even though i’m already familiar with that feeling, i didn’t expect it to come along with me inside my suitcase. I know i need to make more of an effort, try to smile at people who talk to me in the hallways, compliment my clothes or my makeup, and i swear i’m trying, but it’s not as easy as it seems.

I brought almost all the memories of who i was inside cardboard boxes, but do i still want to be what they represent? Or is this just my way of trying to hold on to the closest thing i’ve ever had to true happiness and not let it run away again, never to return? I honestly don’t know, but i’m very afraid of finding out.

I have a roommate, and she’s really nice, but i still can’t return it the way she deserves, and i feel bad about that.

Building bonds with humans has always been my greatest difficulty, but distrusting all of them has always been my specialty.

College will give me stories to tell, but at the same time, it will erase some that i held dearly in my heart. I hope that one, specifically, continues to stay with me for the rest of my life, because the moment it disappears, i feel like i will too.