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I don’t know if this is relatable or not, but do you ever watch a tv show or read a book or engage with some type of media, then have a very very difficult time determining what is from the media and what is actually real. I’ll think I’m a character from the media, that my loved ones are characters from the media, that I’m in the place where the media takes place. I’ll have a difficult time telling if my dog just died or if that happened in the media, if I just won a competition or if that was the media. Anyone else? Just me?

A New Beginning: Rambling #1

16th April 2022, 23:23

I don’t know why I have made this account. I mean, who even uses Tumblr anymore? Twitter is where everybody vents nowadays. I suppose that’s why it’s safer to vent on here; I doubt anybody will find me. Although, it’s not as though anybody is looking for me in the first place. It would be nice, I think, to be seen for once. It’s always the empathetic, pretty, upper middle-class girls that are noticed. What makes them so different to me? I don’t think I’m a bad person. I think of bad things, but I never say them outright. That’s what this account is for. This is where I can say my bad things, or the things I am truly feeling. I wonder how long I will continue this for. I’ve never been good at sticking at something for long.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)

I don't have to get better. I just have to be more secretive about things. I have to master my masking.

im so tired of neurotypicals using "god complex" as some quirky label. its a grandiose delusion. its not a fun item to attatch to yourself to make yourself seem cooler. stop using mental illness as a trend and/or aesthetic. jesus fucking christ, educate yourselves.

“What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”

— Franz Kafka

bpd: dont ask for help you will just bother them again ur already an inconvenience they dont care they just feel sorry for you

me: u right

"I felt there was no point in telling anyone anything that was happening inside me."

-Christa Wolf, tr. by Jan Van Heurck, from "Cassandra:A Novel and Four Essays".