i understand that its my anxiety
but i would really like it if my body stopped feeling like it was being electrocuted every time a friend asked me to play a game or do smthn with them
i /want/ to play and game and hang with my buddies
please body, i don't need to run, or hide, and i dont need zapped.
contrary to our instincts, /these/ humans are actually safe. there is *literally* no need to panic
HAHA oh my god i wonder if she blocked me on everything.
how fucking petty.
fuck i should let someone else front but then i doubt either of them would talk with us. not like she would anyway.
god im so sick of this shit.
if im/we're a doormat we get told i/we need to stand up for ourselves but when we do that we're suddenly the bad guys?
god maybe i should just fucking kill myself. an endless void of nothingness sounds great.
i fronted again so that we could still keep in contact with out any problems but thats obviously not working so whats the fucking point. oh that's right- there is none.
god fucking damn it.
i hate being alone
dont worry im not going to kms- my rooms a mess and i dont want our mom to find our body and have to clean up our room.
as stupid as it sounds. but hey its keeping me here so i guess the mess isnt too bad
Hey, um. Not on the computer right now, but worried about ya. So sending some support.
I don’t really know what- if anything- would help? I’ll be on shortly, if that would do anything.
Just… Yeah. We’re here. (Wish I was better at this, but I’m gonna do my best.)
~Autumnal (or 2nd Graves, if that’s anything, LOL)
thanks hun, i didn't mean to worry ya. honestly i dont expect anyone to see any of what i post.
between what i do remember and what i dont i guess im just the worlds worst friend. obviously thats an over exaggeration but im just really confused and heart broken
i guess theres nothing else i can do about it now. just once again feels like im stuck trapped in this fucking bedroom with nothing but my thoughts and myself and i hate it i hate it so much
between the hurt and my own dissociation i just feel like ripping out my heart. it feels like no matter what i do its wrong and the friends i had that helped me and guide me arent here anymore
which is also my own fault. besides, its no ones job to help me but myself.
*Cramp attack* -1hp *cramp attack* -1hp *cramp attack* -1hp
Begging everyone on the internet to stop smoothing out their middle aged men and draw wrinkles for the love of god I promise it's so fun you'll love it Come into my wine cellar
Guess who took the effort to dye a sweater black so he could have clothes of his own?
Graves did lol
So now we are down a blue sweater and he is happy with his black one.
- Vic
Nyeheehee! See? Aren't I always adorable?
- Kokichi
Decided to try out making a Genocide Jack motivational poster.
nope couldn't do it. its too cold.
Nothing like scrolling through tumblr in a dissociative state only to see fan art and hear "dont draw my boyfriend and me like that"
like im sorry
who the fuck was that?
I didnt think i had /either/ of those dudes. care to elaborate pal?
(the answer was no so i get to fume before bed.)
Each one of us wants our own blog but thats...too much. Especially for non frequent fronters...
Bodily 23We’re gonna use this to post whateverMostly fictives
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