I Try To Be Cute Online But In Reality I’m Just A Stupid Ugly Bitch

i love all my friends that are insaide my computer, im going to find a way to get u guys out someday trust me

manifesting a calm antisocial bf who only cares about me

Tell you what, being constantly misunderstood your whoooole life really makes it hard not to just be the awful, angry person they already assume you are.

Grieving someone who’s still alive is a nightmare

good boy but in the way you praise a hunting dog after you have it gore something

drugging me while you're thrusting inside my cunt, making me take a hit, slipping a pill between my lips, and holding a open vial to my nose. watching me get dizzier from the pleasure and drugs, slowly losing control of my mind and body.

"playing with my toys" and the toys are concepts

the framing of "we can tell early humans had compassion because we've found skeletons of disabled people who made it to old age" kind of boils my piss a little bit because it kind of fundamentally assumes that compassion is the only possible reason to live in community with disabled people. and idk about you but I don't like the direction that logic tends to lead people

you know when you're talking to your friend who you also used to date and they're talking about their new love interests and it's all you can fucking do not to lose your shit and split on them and just listen and congratulate them because logically you love that person because they are your best friend and they also love you but shit just didn't work romantically between the two of you but now every time they talk about it you wanna put scissors in your ears because you feel so fucking lonely and disgusting and unworthy of the thing that everyone else has but you don't??

no me neither

I'm the best worst decision you've ever had.