#bc my fanfic writer driven brain can't have normal coping mechanisms or develop reasonable ways to deal with conflict
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some nights I really wish my front door wasn't so fucking loud to open/close bc as much as I feel trapped and suffocated in my room on night like these, - and in my house in general, tiny apartments and all that crap that capitalism keeps blessing us with - dealing with questions or concern from my siblings is one of the most unbearable consequences I can picture
#I just know I won't be able to sleep tonight#as I also know that driving around the city wouldn't actually make anything better#there's the gas prices and the general street violence that also make those night drivings not as relaxing as they should be#but even if ignore all of that for a moment#I know damn well where would I end up driving to#bc my fanfic writer driven brain can't have normal coping mechanisms or develop reasonable ways to deal with conflict#every fucking problem I have has a dramatic ass speech ready for it with entire scenes and contexts that fuel the drama even more#no one deals with shit like that this ain't the final 20 minutes of a coming of age movie#my shit won't go away after a long emotional confession of mistakes and full on vulnerability#bc the person I'd make listen to it wasn't written by me and their reaction wouldn't be anything close from what I'd expect to hear#what I'd want to hear#tbh at this point I'm not even sure what I wanna hear from her#maybe I just want to hear ANYTHING from her that isn't this deafening silence that she decided it was enough to show how she felt#maybe I just don't wanna feel like I'm a huge joke for going through all of this by myself while she has no idea of any of this#there's just too much that I don't know where to put bc it should all go to her#I feel like I already did everything I could to make her acknowledge my feelings my hopes my needs my mistakes my whole fucking existence#but she chose to walk as far away as possible at the sight of all of that#I could type until my fingers bleed and shout until my throat exploded in flames but she still wouldn't listen#I wasn't even worth a reaction to her and it kills me every single day#there's no point in any of this rant and I know that#but it's all I have left#this is it
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