



even around my closest friends, I somehow feel like I don’t have a place here. I know for a fact that I’m not the kind of person that is a priority to anyone. “I’m trying to negotiate a second person; then you can come.” I have no idea why this makes me so debilitatingly sad. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself.
i’m just everyone’s second choice and that will never change and i wanna kms :))))))
I think I destroyed her
it’s a shame, this blog had been a source of happiness for me
i think i’m just gonna leave this blog and start a new one bc i dont post the same content anymore. will update w details
I feel like Yuri skating to “Welcome to the Madness” is his version of having a Tumblr blog with the title “welcome to my twisted mind”
I’ve been back for like a week and I was reminded of why I left Tumblr in the first place
i’m not against vaping, but man, vaping two inches from my face on the subway is a ridiculous asshole kind of move. this dude was billowing like he was auditioning for the role of haunted house fog machine. the humidity in the whole car changed, he was ruining haircuts. just jump starting the water cycle. condensation was dripping down my glasses. people were slipping off poles, it was chaos. it was like watching one man try to terraform the moon. a planet with one dense, root beer scented atmosphere blocking out the sun and choking all life.
i consider this a sort of prose poem to be honest
man, I really need help