FUUUCK. I'm lonely and I want to be wanted and I want to want someone and I'm tired of wanting things that aren't going to happen for me 🗣️
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FUUUCK. I'm lonely and I want to be wanted and I want to want someone and I'm tired of wanting things that aren't going to happen for me 🗣️

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me when I first consume a piece of media: I don't have any strong opinions about these characters or this worldbuilding
me after seeing one (1) member of the fandom post a silly 2 sentence headcanon: I will fight u I will fight the author I will fight god
Me after posting art: yes, I should rest one day bc I feel exhausted and I don't want to disappoint (myself)
Also me: you caaan't do thiiis, you should be productive eVEN ON SATURDAY
*thinks of the iron bull’s picture in that test result*
*has another identity crisis*
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i need to be better about... behaving myself..... because Depression Liz does not have the fuckin energy to clean up after Hypomania Liz and her weird straight boy tinder and/or former coworker encounters
I wish the colours inside me
Didn't feel so strongly
It's suffocating, you know?
To have a stream of thundercloud grey
Flowing to my brain
Pouring it down from my eyes
Flooding everything I managed to keep in place
The thunder screaming as I lie
And put a Star in the way
The one closest to Earth, and say :
It's okay
Your sunshine and starlight is still bright
I know I shouldn't hide
From sharing the stormy grey days
But I fear the lightning might strike you
And it'll cause both of us pain
And you'll hate me and you'll hate me
Until I shut myself away
And that fear haunts me
Every night and day
Like a raincloud hanging over my brain
The mist doesn't seem to go away
i sometimes wonder if the things i say ever really make a difference
will anyone remember me ten minutes from now?
ten years?
i wonder why they should
it's not enough that i breathe and speak softly to them
i'm not a person, i'm a sponge
and i don't think i can soak up anymore