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napping-sapphic · 2 months

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Women are so attractive actually i love women so much it’s actually insane

#wlw #wlw mood #sapphic #sapphism #lesbian #you know that ‘i saw a woman so beautiful i started crying’ post??#actually me rn #women just hnnnngggg #yall are SO attractive i can’t do this #people ask me my type and my brain pictures Every Woman™️#also i didn’t stay up till 5am this time #i woke up after 2 hours🙃#and got on my phone and saw too many women and got emotional about it #lol #im gay and i like sleeping

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bloobluebloo · 4 months

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“Don’t lose your cool, just keep it in, yes I know this fucking hurts but if you lose it now you’re going to look like an idiot and wrong and weak and that is the LAST thing we want to do. Just clench your jaw, take a deep breath aaaaaaaand-“

“Okay we’re good, we got this, everything is going to be FINE because I SAID SO-“

#actually me rn #ganonthots

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bilbopaggins · 2 years

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#actually me tho #actually me rn #actually bipolar #bipolar disorder #bipolar 2 #bipolar ii #bipolar mania #manic episode #impulse buy #impulse control #having a bad day #let me just shop about it #broke af #broke as fuck #i'm broke #why am i like this #kinda hate myself right now

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fearandhatred · 1 month

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boop 🥰🥰🥰

BONK

#fearandhatred #fearandasks #actually me rn

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lilimonarch · 9 months

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#12 Sickfic Prompts and Thoughts

There's a trip they can't miss... or they don't want to. One way or another, they can't spend the day cuddling into their hoodie because there is stuff that must be done.

Now technically they could miss it, but they'd be missing the fun or letting someone down! They can't have that... right?

#sickfic #sickfic prompt #fic prompt #sicknario #actually me rn

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majimassqueaktoy · 1 year

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Me

#actually me rn

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missegyptiana · 1 year

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*in yeehaw accent* 3am and i’m still awake

#actually me rn

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i-hate-spitelout-jorgenson · 2 years

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I WANT TO RIP OUT HIS THROAT WITH MY TEETH I HATE HIM HES THE WORST FATHER OF THE YEAR

#Actually me rn #asks #spitelout hate #httyd

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?