his little tummy poking out>>>>>

Forever I will mourn the death of our relationship.

I’m glad we did it…… the love will always be there…..

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imagine ur garthy o’brien, just trying to fuck this hot ranger you met at your brothel that you own, except her teenage kids/wards/bosses keep knocking on the door to your bedroom and interrupting you guys and THEN you learn that she’s actually in a committed relationship but didn’t tell you, so THAT sucks but THEN one of the teens comes and finds you in the middle of the night yelling about how his friend is gone and they can’t find him and he might be in danger, so you help him teleport to his friend, and then when they all get back, looking extremely upset and dejected, you apologize to the ranger’s daughter for making her feel uncomfortable by fucking her mother and in the process SHE reveals to you that her mom’s boyfriend is actually this really cool werewolf guy that you KNOW and have fucked on multiple occasions

So I started taking antidepressants last Thursday, it was my first day, in an attempt to try them again and see if things can change with me mentally. At first I didn't feel much different in the first two days. By day three things started to feel almost numb. As if I wasn't really feeling anything. But I did get a little irritated and frustrated towards the night, around 8 or 9.

By the fourth day I was still feeling rather bland but around 5 or 6 in the afternoon I got hit with a twange of tightness in my stomach. As if I was having a panic attack combined with an anxiety attack. It was a weird feeling. I wanted to scream. To cry. To run away. To fall to the ground and just scream at the top of my lungs to have that feeling go away. All I could do was hold on to the closest table I could find and breath through the feeling until it went away. I felt this feeling again the next day around the same time but it wasn't as intense as the day before, so it was easier to ride through.

Today being the 6th day since I started, I feel bland as always. But I also feel this little nagging feeling like things are off. I'm having a bit of trouble breathing it seems. Like something heavy is on my chest. It's making me feel like something is wrong. This could be because I'm thinking of other things and I want to feel something else other than this numb bland feeling I am experiencing.

This is all going on while I'm missing someone. Wishing to talk to them, or rather that they would reach out to me instead of me reaching out to them. But it doesn't seem to be happening and I don't want to be the one to give in. I keep reminding myself that they have a life, they just got a promotion and they have other things going on. They don't have to tell me everything that's going on if they don't want to. After all we are just friends. But it doesn't change how I'm feeling towards them. I do miss them. I want to see them. Hug them. Be around them. But I just can't. And it sucks.

Walking to class today i swear i caught a wiff of your scent. Just for a split second. I wan to cry

my favorite line in the barbie movie was “we’re going back for my doll” like i felt that so so deeply. it’s about the inherent connection a little girl has to her most beloved doll and the abject horror of realizing u accidentally left her behind somewhere. like u do not know what else is happening and do not care if it’s inconvenient you ARE coming back for that doll. similarly it’s about being an adult and feeling so lost and dejected and remembering when the world was yours to invent, yours to build, yours to take - all you needed was that little doll and you were set and it all seemed so simple and magical. it’s about reminiscing and realizing little you knew so, so much, she understood a lot you seem to be struggling with rn. it’s about coming back for and to little you. it’s about waving to the little girl you once were and being kind to her and asking what does she have to share with you today and tucking her in and knowing with absolute certainty what she knew back then: no matter what else is happening, no matter where you are, where you’ve gone, where she is, you are going back for that fucking doll, simply because you must

day 28: made you smile ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

Yes she does accidentally drink paint water when she’s in the Zone™️ 🍄 🍄 🍄

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Day 3412 - 1 December 2022

rika

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