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im 12 years old sitting on my bed reading it’s midnight it’s summer my window is open the crickets are very loud but very soothing my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. im 12 years old. the feeling never goes away.

In another universe I feel loved, not confused

i don’t feel like an adult and i don’t feel like a real person and i don’t feel like i have autonomy or agency in my life although i’ve made every decision of my free will

who else is up permanently feeling like they did something Wrong

Sure Nice Ok heres what i think * Mimes the action of falling to my knees and curling inwards and wordlessly stabbing my self in the stomach with a dagger Over and over and over and over and over and over again*

I feel like my greatest sacrifice will be to die in silence, away from those I love. I want them to be free.

You’re just chilling and it just hits you that you’re unlovable and no really likes you and that you