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I've been obsessed with Steve recently and my girlfriend saw this and said if I pick out fabric she will make me my own Steve :)
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I'm not a real person. I do not like the clothes I wear. I do not like the colors I surround myself with. I do not have preferences for other colors. I do not like the foods I eat. I do not have preferences for other foods. I do not like food. I do not like colors. I don't like clothes. I do not like my body. My preferences for a different body are unobtainable. I do not like the way I think. My preferences for different ways of thinking are not obtainable. I do not like the way I speak. I do not know how to change my speech. I do not know how to change myself. I am nothing. I do not like activities. I do not like spending energy. I do not like laying down or resting. I am always restless. I have nightmares every night. I do not like to work. I do not like to not work. I do not like to break things. I break things. I do not like being slow. I am slow. I do not like when others are fast. Other are faster than me. I do not like being stupid.. i clothes not know how to change myself. I am always afraid. I am afraid of clothes and food and my body and the way I think. I am afraid of people. I do not know if I like people. Everything hurts. My skin always hurts. I should not be like this. I am not real. I think about bad things. I don't want to. They scare me. I hate to eat and breathe and move and sleep. I hate to live. I am not real and I am nothing all wrapped in a less than human husk.
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It's so frustrating when people say "just be yourself!" "Let yourself be who you are!" "Let the real you out!" Because THERE IS NO REAL ME. I don't exist under the personality that I fake. There is NOTHING.
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I still be checking in on people I hate now to make they're ok tbh
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anwya Crazy Louise Glück poem of the day:

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Appearances Can Be Deceiving: Butch-Femme Fashion and Queer Legibility in New York City, 1945–1969 by Alix Gitner
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beautiful ghost flies thru my window and lifts me to the sky
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