Lostindifference - Why..?

I often forget my life isn’t some fictional story to be viewed by others, and I assume that’s what spending years in your head pretending to be someone else in 15 different realities gets you

“Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.”

— John Mayer

I just realized I’ve spent at least an hour trying to find a tumblr post that conveys how I feel right now or at least encourages my thoughts out of the jumbled up mess they are currently in and it’s like, why can’t I make that post myself? Why can’t I just unravel my thoughts the way I usually do in my journal? Why must I, in a way, torture myself today? Trying to fill I void I already know how to fill and trying to rid myself of a feeling I already am well aware of how to get rid of but I am currently just choosing not to. Like I guess it’s because today was one of those days where it sort of sinks in more than usual just how trapped I feel in my life, but even then I know I don’t have to make it worse. I don’t have to binge eat, I don’t have to force myself to do exercises I very well don’t have the energy for, and I don’t have to starve myself either. There’s other ways to go about my sinking feeling than self destructing.

I’ll never be me again, not like I remember who she is anyway.

Comfort show

reblog if you think these are all valid reasons for a student or an employee to take a day off from their school or their job without their grades or paycheck being affected in any way:

- period cramps

- exhaustion, be it mental or physical

- depression, anxiety, and other mental health related issues

I wish my life was still mine, like when I was a kid felt so good to get home from school and have something to be passionate about doing but now it’s getting home from school and feeling like I have no privacy, no place where I can destress and be alone without someone else being there, it’s feeling like I have no life outside of what I do academically and that while I have a body, I’m not a person. I’m more of an object to fulfill the expectations of others. Someone that needs to respect everyone except myself. Someone expect to throw everything I know and believe aside to dial down myself and make me digestible for others. It hurts.

Best fanfic I’ve read in ages no regrets honestly felt life changing at this point, one of those things I would like wish I could read for the first time all over again and I just finished it

The Contract Masterlist

Context: When you broke up with Katsuki, you thought it was the end for you. No marriage. No family. No white picket fence. You had spent so much time on Katsuki and now it all just fell to the wind. But what if a certain green haired hero offered you a contract, offered you the dream life of security and happiness all for the small price of being his wife? Love wasn’t in the plan but maybe it was in the fine print.

Basically: Reader dumps Katsuki and goes for Izuku.

Main Pairing: Midoriya Izuku x Reader

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Epilogue

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