buuuuuuuu3

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Stop telling me that you’re always there for me. We both know that you’re not. Stop lying.

[buuuuuuuu3]

* gets into a very bad depressive episode *

me: yk what. I FEEL LIKE IT'S TIME TO GO BACK TO TUMBLR

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This feelings, thoughts, emotions and actions are not normal, something is wrong with me and I don’t know how to fix it

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I fantasize about ripping my skin off at this point, I don’t want to feel like me anymore

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“It’s getting bad again” When has it not been bad, dog???? When have you ever been like omg I’m so mentally stable this month???? Shut the fuck up

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Everytime I let it slip how bad I’m actually doing, I’m reminded I’m not allowed to actually feel anything.

I have to be okay all the time that’s my job.

[buuuuuuuu3]

Does your father give a shit about your life outside of you being his daughter?

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Main character syndrome? I think I actually have minor character syndrome: irrelevant, unecessary and dismissable. Only existing while other people do things that are more important.

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It’s just so fucking pathetic. I get home from working after going to class and somehow my parents are the ones that are the most tired. I have been having exams all week, waking up at 5 or 6 of the morning while fucking working till 10 pm and getting home on the bus at like 10:30 but they’re still more fucking tired and nobody wants to fucking hear about my day, my dad literally doesn’t even know who my “friends” are, what I’m doing with my life, studying or otherwise, the only thing he cares about is that he doesn’t have to give me money anymore. I talk to no one, at least they can fucking talk to each other, I have no real friends, no real support system outside of my mom and she still gets just fucking tired of me, the only one I have is my fucking dog.

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I can’t even cry properly or normal

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I just want to feel like a person.

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*guy who is very clearly going through. something* oh yknow. just a little tired haha

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premarital divorce

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I have no idea if I’m real.!

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I wish and older version of me would rock me to sleep, I would watch “to the bone” a lot when I was younger and I saw a lot of people complaining about it online but I couldn’t shake the thought that what I really needed in life was being rocked to sleep by mu mom at whatever age I was, I wish I could hold my hair, kiss my forehead, play with the strands of my hair while I’m falling asleep but I can’t, the most similar thing I have is the love my mom could give me and I don’t know how to ask for it.