complicated relationships with your parents are like. you cut up fruit and bring it to my room without me asking. i can't remember the last time you told me that you were proud of me. you told me i wasn't good enough for you but i'm not even good enough for myself. your hugs feel like coming home. i can't tell you anything that happens in my life. i doubt myself every day because of something you said to me when i was eight. would you like to hear about my day? please don't ask me about my day. i miss you even though you're in the next room. i wish we didn't live together. i've never loved or resented anyone as much as i've loved and resented you. are you okay? are we okay? are we ever going to be okay?
no exchanges for this game!
tell me your romantic situation in my asks [NOT MESSAGES] and i'll shuffle a song for you and write down a verse of the song that stands out for me.
the only thing you have to do is reblog and like this post and you have to be following me!
be kind and patient!
Dear diary,
Maybe i didn't give anything to my parents to be proud of.
do you actually not like reciving gifts or did you just grow up being told how expensive it was to raise you?
and now, anytime anyone spends any money on you,you fell guilty
considering making edgar allan poe’s works into my entire personality.
the secret history in a nutshell:
When Beatrice said “I would eat his heart in the marketplace." ” I felt that
Ye imma make moodboards for all my classes
the feminine urge to kill
Dear scientists,
Please, for the love of God, please, make your papers more understandable.
Fuck you
Sincerely,
A college student on the verge of tears
Reminder that the Gods aren’t always going to answer you, aren’t always going to be there for everything. There will be times where you don’t get an answer or any communication at all with them. They don’t hate you or anything like that, it’s just that like with any relationship there will be days where you hear nothing and don’t see them at all because life’s just like that.
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