My Life Was Literally Falling Apart And Then For No Reason It Just Started Getting Much Better In Only

okay nevermind he doesn't seem to know about it

i'm just overdramatic

might have gotten drunk and drawn my crush’s eye because tbh it’s one of his best features

and somehow my drunk ass managed to post it in my story and write that i have a crush on him and luckily i only used a song he likes to let him know it’s him i was talking about

now he’s either so dumb he didn’t realize (which he definitely isn’t) or he’s read all of it as usual and basically doesn’t give a fuck (which is actually good because it means it’s not a big deal, right??)

well at least he hasn’t blocked me (yet huh)

chapters i wrote: 12

chapters i daydreamed: probably 53

i feel so ashamed, making a big deal out of it...

i just.. i don’t know, i just realized i was lying to myself, and now that the reality hit me in the face, i gotta accept it.

My little sister (4yo) just asked me “do you wanna be a boy?” and I just stood here like omg what should I tell her

But since it’s my stepmother’s daughter I didn’t answer cause I don’t wanna get in trouble

In the end she only told me she didn’t want me to have a beard because she doesn’t like it

things are doing ok but my heart feels heavy and i’m holding back tears but i have no idea why

First try for my new art homework

I’m a loser

sirius: please let me put eyeliner on you just this once, we can’t go to a punk show if you’re not wearing eyeliner

remus: alright, fine

sirius: *sees remus with eyeliner on*

sirius, choking: holy fuck, i think i might be gay

sooo my friends have been making plans right in front of me and not including me for a while and they keep talking about it all the time when i’m around and the whole crew is invited except me

so far they planned holidays and movie nights, some in a few days, some in a few weeks

and i know i sound kinda angry or jealous or anything but honestly i just feel worthless and it hurts to see i’m not wanted and it’s just proving me right, i’m not important and they’re better without me

i keep having nightmares where he comes back and finds me and hurts me and no one tries to help me

some people are so tall and beautiful and here I sit, 5′4 and resembling a shrunken mountain troll