#that one is comming tomorrow

[marciliedonato]

Mcr girlies (gn) waking up on the morning of March 11th

[noctlas332]

day two the lengthening is an act of love

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Working on a small rlgl comic

Have not yet decided if i put some dialogue in or have it just be without words

Anyways moon gets whats coming to him in this

[sinister-sunray]

fandom should be More insane about daisira and smokey eyes. I am just saying

[arrayoflightarchives]

Bro I leave for 1 weekend and a bunch of my friends are having drama with each other

Do these idiot (/aff) need me there to actually function istg (again /aff)

[isa-ah]

on the one hand i want to try for a second wind to stay up and get really into something but on the other hand im sleepy and im pretty sure my husband went to bed without me so i honestly might as well

[realnielsbohr]

i hate being stressed about like. things that are actually stressful. normally i could be like "all is well 😌it will be ok no matter what" or whatever but i genuinely cant do that here. if i dont get this sorted out im genuinely fucked

[alexanderpearce]

i am always destined to be the odd one out and my life is neverending torment😂

[thornedswan]

It's strange for me having not been on this blog for a good bit, consistently that is. I hope each and every one of you could find a small joy in your day to carry with you. Remember to be gentle with yourself even when everything else comes down hard. You deserve nourishment just as much as anyone, you are not the exception.

[todayisafridaynight]

tsutsumi gotta be the funniest choice to play sawashiro since he really does encapsulate his casting career of both action roles and being dad of the year (most of the time)

[thebigshotman]

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[buck-yyyy]

no cock no balls nothing there but pebis and hope. and smegma. shower, bestie

[snixx]

why can't people let me be happy why do they always have to attempt to get in my head and try to convince me in unlovable and love and overinvest in other people too much literally fuck you and fuck you for getting in my head because now idk if they're right

[wetbananapeel]

We all want to know.. did you find your journal?

I haven't yet and it's crushing. My chest has been physically hurting today because it is so precious to me.

I've been writing in the same journal since last year, it contains things such as major events, things I want to remember, thoughts after experiences and dates and spending time with friends, and has been a way of processing trauma for things I've been remembering and details regarding sexual abuse and how it's currently been affecting me, but also of how healing has looked throughout the months. I'm incredibly introspective so it feels like a part of me is gone; the book feels like an extension of self. A space I bare my soul's frame.

She has been the only person I've had over lately and I tend to keep the journal in specific places in my small studio (i.e. on the kitchen table, my nightstand, on a record player, or on a stack of books on a chair I have). The last time I remember seeing the journal it was on the chair with other books stacked in the mix. I believe it may have been there when she visited as I also had an art book I had made that I remember her looking at cause we discussed it. The journal looks visually intriguing cause it has crystals in the cover and I can understand why someone would be interested to read what's in it.

However, I want to always assume good intent and perhaps I misplaced it. I'm still looking, but again, I'm only looking over 345 sq ft and I don't take it out of my apartment only seldom for the times I've taken it to the park, which hasn't been recent. I only keep it in the specific spots in my apartment.

Therefore, I have a gut feeling it's been taken. I ended up texting her around 5 pm today. I still didn't accuse, but I asked if she remembered seeing it because I've misplaced it. I wanted to phrase my question in a way that isn't unjustly accusatory, and more so of a "hey, have you seen this anywhere?" She, while typically a prompt responder, has left me on delivered since then. Again, that in of itself isn't inherently something, but with the combo of the other things, makes me feel icky.

I'm still searching my apartment and awaiting a response. I hope that if she had taken it, that I can at least get it back due to its overwhelmingly sentimental nature. The journal is a way of me capturing feeling and without it I have only the reliability of my memory which can be subjective to the passage of time both in deterioration and accuracy.

It's the raw maw of my human experience this past year. This year in particular has been so exponentially transformative and without accurate depictions of those experiences, the depth of how I can reflect and simply accurately remember, falls flat.

The thing is, while I am new to the city I'm living in, I've known her for a few years, but we are not great friends and more acquaintances. However, if it ends up being that she has taken it from my apartment, I don't think I could ever trust her in any capacity. For me, taking and reading my journal is such an egregious breach of trust, the intimacy of the pages is sacred. It would be such a violation that the level of friendship we have would be so shallow in comparison to the boundary it broke.

I'm holding out still that I've misplaced it. Although, if she has it, I pray it weighs heavy on her conscience to the point it is returned.

If I am allotted a resolution, I'll do a follow up. For the time being, the journal remains absent.

For visual reference, it's the one with the crystals in the middle.

[kuiinncedes]

700 more words TT

[doomxdriven]

"And so begins a new year. There is much to be done."