#suicidalrage

りせちー { Spring suited any place in the world, even a city as weird like this one. It was just about blooming flowers, gentle breeze and fun! Over all fun... And to think of it now that she’s stuck here, for a second time in her life then maybe she should take on simply enjoy her life as normal girl. Yes, that was it! Just getting to know new people, finding fun stuff to do with them, even in this city there was a purpose to her even finding new parts of her she didn’t know before.

Of course, not because she wanted to see this as an opportunity to grow it meant everyone else did. Specially not the young boys. Like that one staring at the sky. 

『 You do realise this is a crowded street right? You shouldn’t just throw yourself on the ground, you’re getting in people’s way. 』

Plus, is just not normal. Seriously, she couldn’t say her friends were the book definition of ‘normalcy’ but this boy was ranking high in the list of ‘weird things I’ve run into’. Aside why did he just look so angry at the world? Okay---she cannot blame him, getting kidnapped and dragged into an entire different world against your will isn’t all that enjoyable. So maybe he’s just in that stage of denial. 

『 You should just ...get up before someone kicks you or even worse, they could step on your face, you wouldn’t want that right? 』

Nobody likes a foot in the face that’s for sure. And maybe he wasn’t mad because he got kidnapped maybe he fought with someone here? Maybe he felt lonely or maybe he just had very awful personality, the possibilities were endless. It didn’t hurt anyone to ask anyway.}

a big-boobed fuckin’ piece of lard with long ass lanky arms && legs. that’s what i am. a miserable excuse of a being. that’s what i am. a girl with no thigh gap and a slightly bulging stomach that scream fuckin’ disgust. that’s what i am. an error in the lives of many. that’s what i am. an unloved piece of shit with no reason to fuckin’ live. that’s what i am. a mistake. that’s who i am…