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the overwhelming urge to cut my hair like vanitas, get accessories like vanitas, dress like vanitas, act like vanitas and talk to people like vanitas

my existence is completely pointless atp everyone has someone else they could replace me with

i hate it soossoooo much when I’m walking with someone and a different person comes up from behind and casually walks in between us like it’s nothing, just so they can talk to the person i was with. i was walking NEXT TO THEM for a reason, and i was talking to them, not you, so back the fuck off

does anyone have any dazai angst fic recommendations? preferably not with too many chapters ^^

the bsd fandom scares me. in the past 20 minutes i have found chuuya x plate, chuuya x jesus, mori x trump, dazai x trump x biden, dazai x WHITE HOUSE, sigma x nail polish and fyolai x balloons.

random question totally unrelated to any school assignments but what does a woman working in ww1 bullet factories look like

”i love you” how can you happily tell me that when you yell at me, ignore me, don’t talk to me except when your favorite person isn’t there, get mad at me just because you’re in a bad mood, insult me, humiliate me, act like me and my problems don’t exist, interrupt me, push me away so you can walk with someone i’m talking with, don’t listen when i try to talk and only pay attention to yourself..?