#if you think this is about you

[mysticalsoot]

i logged out on my mobile devices but about to log out on my laptop, but before i do, i need to scream angerily for a minute. if you wish to send hate, sure, have fucking at it; i dont care anymore. for those of you who are kind and lovely, i hope you're alright, and i may see you again one day.

now onto the screaming.

FUCK YOU. fuck everyone who took my words out of context, fuck everyone who verbally attacked me, fuck everyone who told me i was a mentally ill parasocial dream stan person. FUCK YOU!!

fuck everyone who's ever EVER sent a damn threat to ANYONE for not jumping ship immediately, for not automatically believing twitter speculation.

FUCK YOU for telling wilbur to kill himself, to stick to the 27 muscian rule. and fuck you who SUPPORTED DOXXING wilbur. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!! fuck, you.

fuck you all for every shit thing ive had to see, hear or experience in the past fucking almost WEEK

fuck you for driving me away from what has made me grow, from what has given me reason to live. congrats, and fuck you.

[b1deo]

It’s so weird not being active on here that much. I’ll be gone for like a month and suddenly someone named “wrightstitties” or something has reblogged all my posts

[disneyprincessdxminatrix]

(Source)

me at the mutuals and friends 🥺🧡💛💜💖

[filthydarkersecrets]

Need someone to let me suck their dick.

Let me gag and drool all over it. Let me practice swallowing as far down my throat as I can.

And when your patience is gone, when it feels too good you can’t let me experiment to see what feels best for you anymore, grab handfuls of my hair and fuck my face.

Listen to the sounds I make for you, feel my throat convulse around your dick each time my nose presses against your stomach.

Hold my head all the way down when you’re about to cum. Feel my panic, watch me struggle while you throb and pulse in my mouth, and shoot your load inside my mouth.

Wipe up any cum that spilled with your fingers, and shove them in my mouth so not a drop goes to waste.

[rockntickler]

That joyous and kinda jealous ler mood when ine of your crush Lee mutual posts their own tickle content just hits different 🥵

[queenpiranhadon]

I’m Tired.

Tired of feeling unspecial because I share too much

Tired of getting my ideas stolen and letting them be

Tired of feeling like my life isn’t mine and my privacy isn’t either

Tired of feeling undermined and frustrated

Tired of being told to not do everything I was taught to

Tired of my right being wrong, tired of being told to be stronger when they forced me to become weaker

Tired of putting on a face, a facade to everyone I care about just to get them to fucking like me.

Tired of my stupid conscience refusing to do anything productive- anything that’ll benefit my future because fun can’t matter right now but I so want it to

Tired of feeling being, stupid, degraded - no matter what I do, someone’s always better

Tired of not standing out or having a lasting impression - a jack of many trades but a master of none.

Tired of holding too many people close, knowing they don’t feel the same.

Tired of being second choice, never a best friend, or a therapist, just someone who you know is there.

Tired of feeling like I’m constantly slipping, my mind unfocused and frazzled- far too concerned about too many things to put my effort into just one.

What’s the point of being a queen if she doesn’t even deserve her crown?

[thegreatgizatsby]

I do find it all lovely is the thing. I've looked up the word a few times to try and find another that doesn't list “pretty” as a synonym or (God forbid) contain the word “love” in it. Some of it is delightful of course—filled with delight, filling me with delight—and some of it is marvelous but all of those things AND others are mostly just lovely to me, and there's no escaping it. There's no hiding it unless I'd like to lie about what's lovely (and what a cruel fate that would be). The sky doesn't mind of course, nor do the pictures and poems which was always strange to me because aren't they closer to the heart where this all gets Messy and the mind where it all gets stapled to a wad of crumpled-up mazes? Aren't they the little darlings of the soul that I should take care not to scare with the nightmare of a love-too-strong, the pouring of a bucketful on the face of a drowning explorer-by-necessity? No one hides the tapping of their fingers or the flutter in their voices when I play the right cue and they start singing to me about the delightful and the marvelous and it's all so lovely to me in a way I could never transcribe lest I romanticize the look in their eyes and then—, then there's a silence. I love the quiet as much as a breeze but this is a Silence that drowns out all others around even the sound of a triple-question-mark (with serifs). The luster fogs over with reinforced concrete painted to fool what I can only assume are people who've never seen the eyes of the dead or the dreadful acrylic-on-styrofoam highlights in pupils that swallow light whole and give nothing back. And why shouldn't it? I broke the law upon which all love is built and that is to never throw myself so fully into the romantics of something that can bleed that which isn't ichor—be it a country or a wrist or a person—lest someone be mistaken that I'm mistaken that this is Love. Of course it's not, or at least I wouldn't know yet. I don't know about the Secret Places and Bad Thoughts and Old Friends and Insecurities and surely they don't know the same about me either. But I'm not saying that I Love and I'm not looking to hear it—because I don't know the same about the sky or distant laughter or a cup of tea, but aren't those all lovely? And isn't it wonderful to sing?

[doe-eyed-boydyke]

what if i just told all my crushes i liked them and logged off. what then.

[zahkeete]

I love having esex with friends while playing Stardew valley or smth

Like yessss hump my cage while you play with my tits,,, but gimmie a second I need to water my crops

[und3r1ak3rr]

If you ever think life is good it's not. Men exist.

[livingbreathingdeath]

i hope they hurt you again so you finally realize what you did you inconsiderate backstabbing wretch

/very aimed i hope you see this

[harrycore]

so many blogs on here have remained silent about the genocide it’s actually insane, are you not embarrassed? you’ve got a platform why not use it? you’ve got the internet and resources so you can easily research about it and gain knowledge on what’s happening around the world. Innocent people, children, babies are being killed!!! wake up, open your eyes, all the evidence is infront of you. we see who’s staying silent and trust me, people will remember

[stereo-slime4]

Does anyone else ever get into reblog wars with their moots where your moot will reblog like 10 of your posts in a row, so you go to their page and start reblogging as many of their posts as you can?

Idk if they even know this is a war lol

[jujujusillies]

what a fucking two faced bitch i cannot believe them

[uschi-the-listener]

It was real

What we had

Neither of us with

That talent for friendship

But we slipped together

Slipped

Like a plug in the right socket

Electric

We did the impossible

Drank wine

Laughed and played

It was such a gift

Both of us so

Hungry and tired

Lonely

Secretly needy

Suddenly just there

Like a chunk of forever

I didn't know i had to give it back

This gift

Still no talent for friendship

And then

Without even a poof

Gone

Never before or again

Because

It was impossible

But it was real

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