It Haunts Me - Blog Posts
349 chapters, 3 spin-off series, 3 movies, 5 seasons of anime, 6 light novels, and the most horrid, cursed thing to come out of BNHA is "Mic-flavored Curry or Curry-flavored Mic?" from SMASH
Here's another silly Sonic 3 "what if" scenario.
so if I said I have like. Oh I don't know, a multichapter Filipino Aswang named reader x Larissa x Marilyn fanfic complete with my art in every chapter but I'm just too shy to post anything ever.. would anyone read it?... hypothetically. Just. Just asking for a friend...
Edit: Reader's name is Claire Royales, she was also study buddies with Larissa in school. They met in the forest.
Sometimes I think about how in my presentation about France. I tried saying the population quit halfway then just said, “that big number.”
I got a 44/47 on it so I call it a win.
Tomorrow would’ve marked our 9 month anniversary, and two months since we have been separated from each other.
I cant lie when I say I miss you. I long for you sometimes. I wish that I could relive every single moment we spent with each other so I didn’t take it for granted. You felt like you were my person. I cant say that I’m not absolutely crushed that you aren’t here anymore.
I continuously think that I’m getting better, but I just remember how much I enjoyed our time together and get wrecked again. I dont Even know if you miss me, and I don’t think it matters. I just fucking miss you. I miss that i was able to call you mine. Now I call you an abuser because that is what you are.
I am in a much better place with much better people. Yet I still feel so alone without you sometimes. I wish I could see your face again. I wish I could hear your voice again. I wish we could laugh on call for hours again. I just want it all Back. I miss you so fucking much. I really do.
It just hurts, and I think it hurts more that you don’t really miss me—assuming, at least. I know you, I really do. I know you’d never post how you felt, and how you’d always just dump it onto me because I was always there for you. I know that you miss me, or maybe it’s just my delusion telling me so. I dont know what I want, or who I want, or what I want to do. I dont know anything and just feel lost.
I miss you so much. Theres still a Little Bit of Love for you In my heart. I try everyday to resist looking at your account, texting you and begging you back, etc. I just miss you so fucking much. I do. I cant lie and say I don’t. I don’t miss you ALL the time like I used to. But I am still hurting. The wound is still fresh I suppose, but it doesn’t even feel like two months.
I just wish I could wake up and it was a dream. I wish I could wake up and do things right. I wish that you were right in the head. I wish you weren’t the way you are because then maybe things would’ve worked out. I miss you so fucking much. I really do.
I can’t be too involved in the past, or I’ll miss everything going on around me in the present. But I just miss you. I wish you were in my present. I love you.
Yall ever think about how we straight up just got to see secondos ass and dick for free