his moth-eaten waistcoat ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

Haha.. yeah, me neither..

I don’t know how to communicate with people, it’s like a jump-scare when someone dm’s me 😭

“Hey, cutie” - WHAT AM SUPPOSED TO RESPOND WITH?!! My immediate thought is “ah! I’m scared”, 😭 what is wrong with me wtf

Like in a straight up relationship way. The offers are never people with good intentions, goodness. They see the tags but never my actual blogs.

Just let me cry about dumb things PLEASE 😭

Just a little “my sweet girl”, “oh, baby girl, what’s wrong??”, “oh, sweetheart, that’s horrible”, “I’m so sorry, baby doll.” Will suffice.. PLEASE

Monster movie version of feeling less ashamed:

“Oh?”, “sweetheart”, “okie dokie!”, *pictures of your animals - followed by information on your relationship to them*, “don’t do that..”, *drunk texts*, “you’re so sweet”, *voice notes that could have been texts*

Very much preferred

You chase me through the woods (wearing a mask), until I pass out (because I can’t run), and you drag me back to the small cabin you booked! Then you chain me to the bed so I’ll never run away from you again.

It’s not even what the conversations are about, it’s just the WAY they talk. The slight confusion if I use any abbreviations or accidental slang, the understanding in their words, no spam texting, the anticipation from waiting on another text, the occasional drunk messages (hoping they say something sweet), it’s just like AAAA!!

The salt n’ pepper hair, hair everywhere, an aching back is a sign of a hard working man, strong arms, beard scruffs. I’m losing my mind. Not even in a “I want your money way” either 😭

I know I sound crazy, but this app is like my weird diary, where I confess stuff anonymously.