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I AM THAT IS
i love my bedroom it’s awesome here. it even has bed. and blanky.

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critic considers siren song kitschy and derivative, saving the entire ship
It's my 9 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
On this blog anyway. I forgot the password to my original blog that I made 12 years ago rippppp
I mean yeah I carry a sadness that exhausts my will to live like a leach on my heart but I’m basically fine
When I say I'm pro-shoplifting I mean that I think all instances of shoplifting are a net good on the world, yes, but I also believe that shoplifting is spiritually healthy, that doing meaningless petty crimes will help unclog your brain of the filth they've been pumping into it since you were born into this nightmare world. Shoplift frivolously. Steal things for fun. Not even for fun, actually: do it just to do it. Even if you could afford the thing you're stealing, even if you don't even particularly want the thing you're stealing. It's about practicing disobedience. (And practicing shoplifting, which is of course a very useful skill.)

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Literally haven’t felt this sad in years. I don’t want to know anybody anymore.
I know she’s probably never gonna reach out to me but I’m trying to be happy for her. My texts go unanswered but I keep wishing her well. The occasional tiktok she sends me makes me hope that I’m in her thoughts like she is mine but I doubt it. She never answer my replies to them. I wonder if maybe I had stayed religious and been the church girl I was raised to be that maybe she’d still love me the way she used to but there’s no way to know. I didn’t want to be that girl anyways but I still wonder at the cost it took to become who I am now. And like I wish she’d just never send those videos. I’d rather the ghosting take full affect. Because I’d rather you not love me anymore than to hold a dim and passing affection in your heart. At what point am I losing self respect as I continue to hope she’ll pick me up again like a forgotten toy at the bottom of a hamper? How long am I permitted to love her despite everything until it becomes pathetic. She’s getting married now and she didn’t wish me happy birthday. I still text her Happy New Years even though I don’t enjoy that holiday. I never hear back until she sends me an unrelated video of Mr. Darcy or The Kardashians. It hurts every time and it makes me sick that I still care. We were girls together and now we’re almost strangers. I haven’t felt a worse kind of heartbreak.

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Friendship heartbreak so real
when you die, you walk into the cold unknown hand in hand with a girl you met once when you were five in a hotel pool and her hand is warm.