I lied, I am obsessive. I'm terrible at speaking to people I know, but delight in speaking to people I don't know. I wish to spend the rest of my life with beautiful things and beautiful people. I am distant and I am loving. I sit by myself talking to the moon, laughing and crying. If I cared more, I would care more. Books are my lovers. My younger self would be proud of me.
I’m so depressed and irrational and suffocating all the time, that I fucking need everyone in my life to back the fuck off.
I’m used to being very in control of my life and I’m not right now and everything makes me wanna cry and I hate people giving advice because I never asked for it and I want everyone to leave me alone that’s acting like a fucking mother to me because it’s not helping.
I just wanna go home to my bed in my room to my cats and lay down on my mommy’s lap and cry for three days straight, but I can’t fucking do that so I’m having an anxiety attack and what am I even doing anymore.
I DON’T HAVE ANY FAMILY.
Like where the fuck are they? They’re nowhere to be found while I’m suffering so much and I’m really tired and scared and I just wish someone in my family cared enough to like, just give a damn. Like holy shit I just really want someone in my family to love me and I don’t get that like other people.
I harbor so much hatred and loneliness and jealousy in my heart that it’s so heavy I don’t even feel like doing anything.
Which in turn is making me panic because I don’t have the money to pay any of my bills and I really want to go eat Filipino food and go watch Star Trek with my friends and finish my cosplay and buy new clothes like I’m not a high maintenance girl, I just want to live in this world like everyone else.
Like why. Why why why is this happening to me. Why is it me that has to go through a year of hell? Why can’t I just live a basic ass life like everyone else?
Ughhh and my stomach hurts. And my chest hurts. I hate being this upset. It physically makes me feel like shit. And if I get any more sick and I have to go to a hospital like I can’t afford it so I need to calm the fuck down.
I just am really homesick and it’s giving me anxiety attacks and making me super bitchy towards people I would normally just ignore.
Seriously fuck everything.
Do you shave completely down there? If not, how do you keep it? Landing strip, bush, ect. I've always wondered what that sweet little gap in between your legs looks like.
It’s always really strange to me when people ask this, because this isn’t the first time I’ve got an anon like this.
Well honestly I’m not going to tell you. But I will say that because I gogo and things like that I obviously have to be clean at all times. Which I will leave for your imagination, since I won’t answer this question.
Valiant effort, however.