this is turning into a vent blog, and i hate it. i’m supposed to stay happy, and blissful, and the one people can depend on.
i’m a sorry excuse for a captain.
how could i not think highly of you? to my knowledge you have never done anything with intentions to hurt me -⛓
maybe i haven’t, but you have to understand. i am not a good person. at least, i don’t think i am.
im sorry,, i didnt mean to make you uncomfortable... im still scared to reveal myself so i might wait before i message you. hype myself up or something.. if you think you know you can message me i think..
i now realise i was spiralling, and you shouldnt have to deal with that. im going to go ground myself or something, maybe nap.. hope your day goes well and you look after yourself.
-⛓
you look after yourself as well. you haven’t made me uncomfortable. you can take all the time you need.
Thats, reassuring at least. I think I can maybe get away with saying that I am a mw fictive, Im just not the one in your tags.. I am also very mentally ill in general. Do you have any guesses as to who I might be, my lovely captain? I believe you are smart enough to figure it out, youre are amazing like that. -⛓
i’m assuming a fictive of anya?
perhaps you may not be in the tags. that does not mean i don’t care for you. i care deeply for all of my crew.
thank you for the compliments, however. it’s endearing.
i think i found one of the other anon's blogs and its making me have intense feelings of "no! he is mine you cant have him!" i dont wish any harm on this anon but im inexplicably grr about it in a "no, dont take him from me!" kind of way.. also you changing your @ scared me for a second, i thought you blocked me or got termed or something.. -⛓
well, i certainly didn’t mean to scare you! i thought the old @ was a tongue twister, and a little too repetitive. i also couldn’t remember the order the words went in, so i thought i’d change it.
awe, anon! you sure know how to make a guy feel rather special.
Not to be an absolutely deplorable disgusting whore but like
What if we held each other softly and shared our deepest thoughts and interests with each other
What if we were completely vulnerable and raw, seeing every flaw and crack but still decided to accept each other exactly as is, rigged edges and all
Is that too slutty guys? I know I write some real fucked up shit is this too far-
my head feels like it’s been filled with cotton, and my vision is swimming in the most subtle way. i feel floaty and gentle and pliable and fragile. it’s quite an odd feeling.
Call me manipulative, but I want someone to reach their hand out to me when I start to walk away.
I want to feel like I'm worth running after. I want to feel like I'm wanted.
you dont think youre a good person, and i think im worthless and pathetic.. hehheh,, whats the bet these thoughts stem from the same place/ch you have not proven yourself to be a bad person, and i hope you never will. i dont care who says otherwise. <3 -⛓
perhaps.
thank you, however. i appreciate it.
i really do.
i love making you feel special, its how you make me feel! you have a tag on my blog now not that you are aware of interacting with me off anon hehehe -⛓
i’m still so unsure on who exactly you are.
i have my own tag? how interesting.