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Who up thinking about their best friend who is also lowkey something more but also it’s complicated but also it’s unofficial but also it’s really simple but also it’s just a mutual pining but also but also but also
Love May be in my near future we Might be so back
What is my deal
Having to think about things I’ve been avoiding should be illegal…
I don’t want to think about the love I’ve neglected lalalalalalalaalaaa
I’m boreddddjdjdjddhsjsimnejgjaiwmw
If you feel like you’re ugly and lame just lie to yourself. Like say “Ohhhh my goddd I feel so awesome and sexy haha I am the most goated transvestite in this room rn” three times in front of the mirror and then you’ll feel better
Maybe I do need to chill out
Liability is my middle name!
I wish I was a bear so I’d have a cave to crawl back into. Plus I could sleep all the time
21 January, 1926 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)
i have this terrible thing inside of me that is lodged in the back of my throat. it tears at me, constricts my breathing. i don't think it will ever go away. i am so tired. tired of being angry, tired of trying to be strong when i'm not, tired of being scared. i'm not living, i'm not here. i can't keep it together, i've been falling apart, when i was never even put together in the first place. will i be okay? will i stop crying in public? will this emptiness cease? i can't do this anymore, i can't live like this
why does everything make me feel so bad aughh
I transitioned from a girl whose lips couldn't move fast enough. to a boy who the dance floor didn't love
Oughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
One day,
I will have an apartment with one bedroom, decorated with my memories. I will have thrifted furniture, with old pictures and posters from my youth plastered on the walls. I will have a cat, or perhaps a dog, or perhaps both, and I will be with someone I love. I will sit with my lover and share ice cream while watching cheugy reality tv, and our laughter with ring through our home like a symphony of love. We will stay up late talking about nothing, or watching our comfort movies, and we will wake up enveloped in each other (we both prefer sharing the same bed). We will go to work, and talk about our days when we come home. And life will be gentle and quiet.
And if I do not have a lover, I will spend as much time as I can with my friends. I will host sleepovers well into my twenties, and we will laugh and cry, just as we always have. We will get lunch on weekends, and call to vent about our long days. And when I go home, I will not feel the absence of romantic love, but rather the abundance of it platonically.
Either way, I will make a better life for myself. I will have a home without screaming matches, violence, and blackouts. I will be loved in the ways I deserve to be, and I will look back and wonder why I ever considered giving up in the first place.
But I have to mold this life for myself with my bare hands. Peace will not come easily, and I have to be ready to actually work towards the life I desire; but I will make it.
I will make it. I will make it. I will make it.
My mind is a prison Tbh
Who up feeling ugly as hell
Megan Nolan, from her novel titled "Acts of Desperation," originally published in March 2021
Guyliner beauty segment featuring Pete Wentz, Ryan Ross and Brendon Urie
behind the scenes of scott pilgrim vs the world (2010) based on the comic book series by @radiomaru
15 January, 1926 The Letters of Vita Sackville-West to Virginia Woolf (1924-1941)
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.
Recently I’ve been feeling so off, and it’s really starting to weigh on me. I know a lot, if not most, of my symptoms are caused by my own bad habits, but I just can’t stop giving into the facade of safety in familiar distractions.
The part that’s affecting me the most is the fact I have just not been able to feel anything for like. Days now. And I am usually a lot more neurotic, but I have just not been able to feel much of anything at all lately, and I’m not gonna lie it’s kind of scary. And the worst result of this apathy, is the fact that I seem to have nothing to say lately. I just feel so much less lively than usual. It’s harder to start and continue conversations with my friends, when I love talking to them more than anyone else, and I feel so because of it. I think I’m able to conceal it relatively well, at least I hope so, but I don’t know. This post also kind of negates the whole secret thing.
This is kind of stupid, I just didn’t have much to say when talking to some friends earlier and it made me sad. I feel so numb Aughh Aughh
dream about something else
she nothing on my nothing til i nothing. celibacy