i like to write random messy words and repost things that are so me!
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AUBREY
but i ' m not a violent dog . i don ' t know why i bite .
(at home all by myself) god I hope I’m not annoying anybody right now
ME
having a tumblr blog is like being the curator of my own personal museum of mental breakdowns and special interests
One of my favorite parts of Omori is that the town just has a cult based around recycling and no one really seems to be bothered by it except Sunny, who daydreams a bonus level where he and his friends beat the shit out of them.
hi yes I'd like to order a fucking break for the next million years please. thankyou.
I need to be alone for a few hours every day, otherwise I start to spiral. but if I'm alone for too long, I also start to spiral. pretty easy, right?
theofficialsadghostclub
ALLLL i needed was a minorly self destructive decision! (took me a while to find one that was minor BUT IT WORKED) then playing 4 hours of yttd to fend off bad feelings AND IM SILLY AGAIN!!!!!!
killing myself dying disintegrating exploding deathing pleasd deomefnennplease
killing myself dying disintegrating exploding deathing pleasd deomefnennplease
thid made ne giggle
Kai Satou of today isn’t happening. He died. No more Kai. Ever.
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“i’m sooo toxic and bad and rude lmfaoooo”can’t relate. i am kind and loving and care about others feelings. i am full of love. i want to hug and kiss everyone i see. you threaten me, i compliment you. you punch me, i high five you. there is so much good in this world. i am at peace. i love everything. i am stoic and have no enemies
me when i made a choice and shes no longer in my life and my life is just a never ending cycle of finding distractions from thinking about her and then becoming empty and the thoughts overflowing and taking over and all there is is her me missing her me wanting her my memories of her the things that are hers that are in my room words we shared STOP☹️
i hate living i wish i had her with me
why do i crave a relationship so badly
affected me something like a death
this is all i want in life
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thank you tumblr for existing i can post my feelings and get them out without any consequence or judgement from people i love
me when i think about how much i had and how i could love every bit of information i got about a person, every word, every expression, every action, and now i don’t have the option to do that. i will never get to cherish every moment with someone like i cherished it with her, and i will never love someone the same way. i will never experience her love again, i will never hold her hand or have her skin touch mine. ill never hear her voice, her laugh, her delicate, beautiful pauses in the middle of a sentence. i hope to hold someone as dear to my heart as i held you, but i know it will be in a different way. i love you. so much. i wish i could let go and move on, i wish i could stop dwelling on my emotions. i could write on and on about how much i want you, i want you to be here so badly, but this wont help me minimize the intensity of my attachment to you, so im stopping here
Have you ever felt affection, devastatingly raw...tearing apart the fragments of your bones, only to touch...to feel...to smother?
I held within a hollow violin the tunes of an emotion I dare not feel, to think it would not kill me if I were stabbed yet the slightest withering of this wood would crumble to extinction a memory I failed to cherish.
“I think Punpun… didn’t want Watanabe to be a liar. He was worried that another person would get hurt because of him.” -Inio Asano
i think and i think, attempting to get ahold of my feelings, but it all comes back to you. you, my love for you, my love for your voice, your thoughts, feelings, actions… the way you affected me, everything. i want to hold my thoughts for you in my brain forever, but i know this is irrational, i know it will only hurt me, i know i need to let go. but i have nothing, no one else to hold. even if you’re gone my thoughts of you are still there, and i cannot erase them. you are etched in my thoughts, my brain, forever.
My toxic trait is I overthink and break my own heart.
it felt nice to cling to something that made me feel, whether or not it was always a good feeling, it felt good to feel
- I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
i wish i had someone to love
Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen
i dont understand
Have you ever gotten so close to something you thought you almost had , Almost achieved it, like it was right in front of your eyes ,like you got so close you almost believed it was yours??But you couldn't have it , couldn't achieve it,and it passed through you without touching you, have you ever gotten this close but the reality shattered you at the very end?? How do you carry it, most importantly where do you bury it?