When The Video Is Real As Hell But I’m Scared Of Other People Seeing My Reposts So I Stare At My Screen

I live for passion bro

Genuinely I love the art of passion with my whole heart. To love, or be so devoted to something that is makes your whole body light up with the spur of the soul, is so intimate and so, so beautiful.

For a long time I thought passion lied in romantic relationships, but as I grow older I realize that it is so much bigger than that. Romance is not even in the forefront of my passion. However, I do love passionately. I love my friends, I love my family, I love the arts, and I love them so, so intensely. My drive for life is simply my passion for connection, and learning more about myself and the world around me.

I love everything I think. And I am so grateful for the opportunity to be able to do so.

i am being too much and i am scared and i have never wanted to pull away more in my life. i know it’s just self sabotage but i’m so so scared

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I love when people need me, not want, need. I know that sounds kind of co-dependent, but I don’t mean it like that. I love it when someone leans on me for support, or grabs my coat or backpack to pull me back.

NOT SO SOUND CLINGY THOUGH AH

I guess I just want to be wanted. I just want to feel important to anyone.

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I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF BEING BRAVE! I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF SURVIVING! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? AM I BEING TOO QUIET OR HAS MY WHINING BEGAN TO SOUND LIKE WHITE NOISE? I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. I AM TIRED OF FEELING INHUMAN AND CALLING IT SURVIVAL. I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. DID YOU HEAR ME? CAN YOU?

dream about something else

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i feel so gross. so rotten, i almost feel dead in a way. it feels as though i’m not living, merely drifting through my existence. i haven’t cleaned my room in weeks, i haven’t done any of my assignments, i haven’t been reading, i haven’t been writing, i just haven’t been able to do anything for weeks now. i’ve been getting angry with my friends and the people i love the most, and it’s never justified so i swallow it. but i feel so cruel for being irritated by those i hold so close. i am so scared. i am so, so scared. i should be better, and i am in some areas, but overall things haven’t improved much for me internally. i don’t know. i just feel so separated from everything and everyone.