In a 'im going to kill myself soon so let's do whatever the fuck we want' kinda mindset
I can’t help but feel like everyone sees that I’m damaged goods and that’s why they never want me.
I am my own worst enemy
Why do people pretend to be your friend? Why talk shit about how I look? Why not just fucking tell me or keep your opinions to yourself? My appearance does not define who I am as a person. It doesn't define my professionalism or anything. Why pretend?
feeling like a huge fucking burden lol
When eating does anyone else feel like throwing up as soon as the food touches your tongue? Especially when it comes to meat?
I have created a master list of queer fiction books which can be sorted and filtered by your preferences. However, many have asked how to use it - so I have created a quick guide below!
This is not like google sheets - any filters you create will only be shown to you and will disappear when you exit that screen. So feel free to mess around! I promise you won’t ruin anything.
Would you love me if I was normal? If I was pretty? If I was skinnier? If I was kind? If I was... Better. Someone else
why, in 2024, is it an unpopular opinion to say that you love men? like, sorry I'm bisexual and I love being bisexual, I don't "tolerate" or "pity" the side of me that is attracted to men and there is nothing wrong about (queer) relationships between men and women. even if one of them is straight that doesn't make the relationship any less queer when there is an actual queer person right there. stop erasing bisexual identities just because you cannot handle seeing women who actually love men or vice versa.
I dont see my therapist again until school starts and I've just unlocked a new trauma. I can only talk to one person about it and I'm freaking out. I hate this. I hate life. I'm so uncomfortable and upset and disgusted by everything. I was just starting to like myself.