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My skin feels heavy. Like it’s taking up to much space. I want to just be a skeleton. Thin, light, but strong. I want to be nothing. Not recognizable. I want to exist in a space where I can be nothing. No looks, no opinions, no feelings.

Just a skeleton.

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How can you tell the difference between love for a friend and in love with a friend?

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How do you respect someone’s boundaries and wishes, and wanting to do so while also being totally pissed at them and the boundary.

I want to be a good person but I also want to do whatever I want.

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Existing is exhausting.

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I’m tired of being told how to feel, what to think, what to do. I’m tired.

Tired of existing.

Tired of not being good enough.

Tired of everyone.

I just want to exist alone in peace with no commentary.

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I think I’m in love wish you. And if I am? That goes against everything about me. Or does it?

I wish you would tell me how you fe.

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I’m sorry for never being good enough.

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When will I be important? It’s always about everyone else but if I make it about me I’m over sharing? I need to be taken seriously. I need it about me.

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How it is everyone else is allowed and even receive sympathy when using their mental health as an excuse but when I do it it’s rude and I either get ignored or an angry response? Who are we to judge if someone’s mental health keeps them from being able to function?

I’m important too.

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Death is so weird. Why am I supposed to be sad over someone’s death ? Yeah they are family but they hated everything about my life style, my love life, who I am? So why am I sad? Everyone is feeling this overwhelming sadness and I feel numb.

Life goes on. Death is just death.

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Why can’t we be the type of friends who have monthly game nights? We used to be over at each other’s all of the time but I realized it was always one sided.

Me going to you, me texting you, me asking you to hang out.

Where is the effort from your side?

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Update. Wasn’t a date. Just friends

How to tell if it’s a date? Asking for a friend …

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How to tell if it’s a date? Asking for a friend …

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I’m so tired of being alone. My love language is physical touch. I need kisses, hugs, cuddles.

Taking applications for a girlfriend or They/Them partner?

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That feeling in your stomach when you realize it’s really over. Your heart just sinks in all the memories, the late-night calls, and all the promises you guys made but you know what’s the worst part? Is that you don’t know if you can do it again.

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When we read do we take those books and warp them to fit for our reality?

Do we take different part of authors such as Stephanie Meyers, F Scot Fitzgerald, Rick Riordan, Marrissa Meyer, etc and make them fit ourselves? Taking their writing and changing ourselves to for their perspective?

I would like to believe I have a little bit of every author I’ve ever read in my soul somewhere.

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Having to try and explain to people why you don’t want to have a chest because it doesn’t feel like you is so hard.

How can you be my mother and look at me and tell me since I’m queer that someone probably won’t love me without a chest.

My life is already hard living outside of societal norm so now I’m going to be worried that I’ll be unlovable.

I’ll feel like myself but no one will love me?

Do I have to fight for one or the other? Either find the love of my life and live in a skin that I don’t feel comfortable in or feel comfortable in my skin but find no one to love me that way?

What a sad life I’m going to live.