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#derealization creature
ghost-format · 3 months
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Not to be confused with the anxiety creature,
This is when you look in a mirror, it’s reflection isn’t working, and you think to yourself “the fuck?”
Or when the world around you just ain’t feeling real
This is my derealization, or TF? creature
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krookedreality · 5 months
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misery
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ohsweetcatharsis · 11 months
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horrifierproject · 9 months
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cats-and-confusion · 1 year
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it was never your choice.
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nostalgiacity · 10 months
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Winter
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boozois · 1 year
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maybe we should just go back home...
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labratboygirl · 7 days
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love how i went from seeing phen288 from hit webseries tbop as this horrible horrible thang that will take me away in the real life if i shut my eyes for more than 3 seconds to saying omg haiiiiii ^____^ wyd :3 every time i come across him on the interwebs
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krmljam · 2 years
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the feminine urge to post on tumblr
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dogt-eeth · 5 months
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My derealization is like. Almost Cartoonishly bad, I think. Like I'll walk through any location and it's All Liminal Spaces for me, (almost) all the time. Prolly why backrooms horror doesn't irk me. For me they're just the Normal Rooms!
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krookedreality · 2 months
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bridge
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thoughtssssssssssss · 2 years
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Feeling lonely in a room full of people, sometimes separates you from reality. You start to feel like a ghost. Inhuman, a creature. Invisible. Not real.
And you see everyone talking with each other and then you give a chance. You want to try but the moment you try to talk no one hears you, acknowledges you. Then you repeat! Because maybe I was not loud enough. But it happens again. No one cares. Then you try again and again and again and again… Until you feel far away. Far far far away from them, from anyone. Cause no one heard you, no one cared, no one looked into your eyes. No one turned to look at you. Then you disappear slowly into nothingness. Your only friend now is your own voice, your character in your daydreams. You need to escape to another universe to feel involved. A universe that doesn’t exist.
And the next day you do it all over again because you still have hope. But how much hope left in you? Me? Is it enough until we find someone? I-
I hope it is.
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cats-and-confusion · 2 years
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How did you get here??
If you're here for Cats
I respect you - gaze upon the cats, tell me if you want to see more of them. I will oblige.
If you're here for Confusion
We have it in droves. Go wild. Eat salt straight from the container.
If you're here from one of my derealization ocs or vent posts
There is triggering content here such as dissociation-inducing images and vent posts with gory art!!
Buckle up buttercup there aint no consistency here
We are open to messages and asks :]
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nostalgiacity · 10 months
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Morning Walk
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amorfous · 2 years
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basslinegrave · 1 year
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considering adding "it" to my pronounce again... like even if ppl dont use it, maybe one day someone will, or maybe i will not relate to it anymore by then, who knows
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