[Image ID: Tweet from verified user Cher (@/ cher) on Jul 2, 2011 reading: Ok ! The rant is over ! I'm Calmer ! Well I'm not Calm but I Got so upset i tired myself out ! /End ID]

I hope that you see me as not just a faggot but also a dyke

hey remember the sun is going away and you’re going to go nuts and to not take it personally

can I come over and not speak

I would be unstoppable if not for the problems

were you perpetually and exclusively praised for what you could one day become, instead of what you were, leading you to a lifetime of feeling like you were not only never good enough, but that the best thing about you was a future that would never come, that constantly felt like it was slipping away? Did you become so afraid of closing doors, of losing that one good thing, that potential, that you stagnated at the crossroads until your life began to rot around you and the asphalt ground to gravel and the roads grew ever rougher, the doors closing one by one even as you tried in vain to keep them open, instead of choosing a path and committing to a direction for your own progress? Did you watch the best thing about you, the one thing you were praised for, slowly collapse in your arms as you tried desperately and hopelessly to save it, finding yourself kneeling in the ruins of your unexplored promise, looking for a way out, and wondering if there was no where else to go? no way forward? When someone tells you they're proud of you, that they love you for who you are, that what you are is good enough, do you cry? do you struggle to believe them? do you have to try your damnedest just to make yourself hear the words? Do you wonder if, one day, you'll learn to be happy with who you are?

hey qwq

sorry ;-;

big news from the girl factory! they’re inventing a new kind of girl who is both taller than you and also kinda faggy with it