If They Are My Comfort Character... Why Do I Like To Make Them Suffer

Tanizaki: Where do you guys put your arms when you sleep because mine are in the way.

Atsushi: I hug a pillow to feel something.

Dazai: I cross my hands over my chest just in case it's time to go.

I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

i aspire to be like him.

Taka: I’m quick at math.

Hayato: Oh, really? What’s 67 times 83, then?

Taka: 43

Hayato: Not even remotely close.

Taka: But I was quick

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It’s 104% okay to come to your DM and just say, “Hi, can we be friends?” And then start asking you random questions.

*during online class*

Teacher : ask questions if you have any confusion :)

My friend, confused : asks questions

Teacher : disappears

pretty shitty how baseline human activities like singing, dancing and making art got turned into skills  instead of being seen as behaviors

so now it’s like ‘the point of doing them is to get good at them’ and not ‘this is a thing humans do, the way birds sing and bees make hives’.

THEY DESERVED BETTER THAN THIS

I’m going to say something that might upset some folks. And I know that this is going to be tough to hear. It’s tough for me to say, because this is something I’ve been guilty of in the past and it’s a hard thing to go through and deal with. But it needs to be said.

If you are hurting, you need to tell people. Not should—you need to tell people. The people around you are not psychic and they aren’t going to know what’s going on unless you tell them.

It’s super easy to play the wounded card and say, “why didn’t anyone notice? Why didn’t they see that I was hurting, it was so obvious? I reblogged a bunch of my chemical romance lyrics. I vagueblogged about feeling like garbage. I pinned an existential meme on my blog.” But guess what fam?? Literally everyone I know is doing that and not every one of them is in crisis mode!!!

I feel for you, I really do, but you can’t ask me why no one cared until you explicitly stated that you wanted to actually die, for real, not joking. Because we didn’t know you wanted to actually die, for real, not joking until you said it. You never told anyone. You never reached out over DMs, you hid behind memes and jokes because you didn’t want to burden everyone with your problems, you said you were fine when people asked if you were doing okay.

Tell someone when you’re hurting. Tell them. Personally. Explicitly. Don’t be vague, don’t say “haha” or “lmao” or “/j” if you’re not actually joking because how am I supposed to help you if you’re communicating to me that it’s not that serious. There’s no micro expressions on the internet, I can’t tell the difference between “okay” and “okay.” because it’s different for everyone.

Tell. Someone.

Chuuya: What if I knocked you unconscious right now?

Dazai: It won't change the past.

Chuuya: But it'd make the present so much nicer.