#withpeople

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[puppyeared]

Its like watching esports in here

Why have sex when u can watch blackhead removal videos

[crossnamara]

MY HISTORY TEACHER WA FRIENDS WITHPEOPLE WHO KNEW CHAPPELL ROAN. AND HAS. TLALED TO HER AND BEEN BACKSTAGE AT HER CONCERTS. KILLING MYSELF

[larahorse253]

Witch

When I was very young, I sometimes thought of magic girls and I thought this was Interesting. And I've been thinking of this original character for a long time. Though I still need to enrich the character setting, like her exact name, I already have a general idea.

She's a teenager witch who doesn't go to magic school. Instead, She goes to a school for kids without magic. But she is a troublemaker and has a long way to master both magic and schoolwork.

In her world, many wizards live withpeople without magic. Magic isn't a serect.

[yoursminehourss]

hate wanting to interact withpeople buti donthink they wanna dealwith me in this state s o i am quitet

[schnitzelsemmerl]

Well good :) because im gonna worry now lmao

@rae-unbeloved @evan-at-deaths-doorstep @ashlamsms

idk but you guys just kinda give me the same vibe

[noecoded]

waitt didnt i say i wld stream jennifers body to watch withpeopl,e in the past....maybe on sunday v__v

[askthemooninites]

cliff, how would you feel if i somehow got to visit you on the moon?

i'm not great withpeople in real life... just the tought is making me pamic... i'd love to, though. im justno t sure if i could hanfle it...

[gayspock]

ehrm

you know thevery day self involved spiral rant etc etc here it comes. i odntknow. billionand one fucking messages of reinforcement that just dont help because none ever apply, all ever make me feel worse; most are usually insanely patronising as a result or just rub it in how littlethere is to live for cuz if therewas just one fucking thing mabye it wouldnt be like this. whatever and a bit.

i jsut feel so fucking emtpy. i dont fucking care about any of it. i dont know. at least somepeople have something they careabout. im alone. i dont know what to do. i dont have any interests. theres nothing ilike doing. theres nothing imgood at. even if idid try to survive what do ifucking spend my time doing. itjust all feels like a miserable fucking slog . nothings worth it. i feel fucking sick withmyslef all the time. i keep trying to find things. i just fucking tire myself out and get miserabel no matter the approach. i dont fucking know.

i think about dating apps andabout meeting new people. its likeidontknow how to talk about it any more. i feel so embarrassed. like itsnot just loneliness because im alone. but ialso know realisticlaly theres nothing for me to try and talkto people about . just basic questins like how do you spend your time. i dontfucking know. i just spend it trying to make it all fucking go away and i hate it. the onlyway i can fucking cope half the time is just trying to not think about it and thats the only fucking thing there is and idont rememberwhere any of the days have gone and ive spent so manyyears at this point in fucking limbo and i fucking resentevery second of it.

and theresalways fucking something. likesome corny fucker and im sorry for being mean but i cant fucking. ugh. like just let go~ just make ugly art~ just do things imPEErFeCtLy~andfeel it~ ^_^ ,. like dude i dont fucking feel anything ijsut fucking space out i cant connect with anyofit its like onehand in front of the fucking oteher i try to go out i reallyfucking do i try to dothings i fucking feel myself justmiserable there and just wanting to go homewhere no one can see me again ebcause ihate it and thatslike the fucking shameful thing its alwyas the like

yeah. yeah nobodylikes you because theres nothing to you. youre a fucking blank and emptyfucking husk of a person. why cant you just grow up and develop into something. i dontfucking know. i fucking hate all of it. im fucking miserable. im just fucking miserable and i thinkthats all i can be . and itsnot nice . its not nice. itsalways jsut sthut up stop being fucking miserable be better . likeyoudont think i treid that . i jsut burn out. i feel so fucking phony adn fake and sick iwth myself and i tfeel like everyone else can tell. i dontknow. i fuckinng wish i hadany fucking modicrum of fucking passion or lvoe or whatveer the fuck inmy body but i think im just a negative fucking space and its jsut draining and i hate living and its like i wish i coudl bepropeely like toxic or there as soemthing genuinely fucking rancid and its jsut fucking seepsinto everything and i cant conenct with anyhting and i jsut

you know like itsreally embarrassing and dumb actually like how areyou so uncultured howhave you not read this seen this watched this done thais hadthis whatveerhtis i force it down my throat somethingsomething try to bea fucking human for once i feel like im crying all the fucking time lets pretend i gaffff for some approvalthat never comesbecause i cant feel itmyself no matterhow hard i trryyyyy but what but what god i dontknow i fucking

its likestupid shit likeart. god i fucking hated drawing i fucking hated writing i fucking hated singing when iw as younger i fucking hated school i fucking hate sports i fucking hate spending time withpeople i fucking hate being alone i fucking hate eveyrthing every time ifucking do anything i just want to smash it up because i hate it i wish i fucking didnt i jsut fucking hate every fucking singel second of being fucking alive what is theretolive for why wouldyou want that why wuld you fucking bother and the only fucking solution peopleowuld ever suggest is. dont hate it. just dont. but thatshwat i do. i cantmake it stop i cant make it stop ifeel like im fucking running on fumes and fuckingjust forcing it so hard and everyones like HAHAHAHAAHAH JSUR FORCE IT! FORCE IT FO RUS! IT'LL HAPPEN EVENTUALLY!! YOU HAVENT DONE IT WNOUGH! YOU GAVENT FUCKING TRIED HARDENOUGH!!! and itdoesnt matteryoure alone and crying and fucking hateit even more in the end because its too fuckignhard to keep oding it and i cant i fucking cant care i cant fucking car eany more you do nothing but fucking zone out youexist in your own littlefucking world and try not to exist and nobodu would ever want that you dont want that is anyone crazzzzyyyyy i dont know why im alive i dont know why im alive so much i feel like itsjust never worth it its never been worht it imjsut desperate and uckign begging it for to notjust be this FUCKKK BROOOO LOL

[catholicide]

i have never written a poem ever im too busy making money and having sex withpeople. to write poetry. on my phone

[ruinikaido]

:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YOU GUYS limbs of chris isnt supposed to be ther ebut he can stay IM SOOOOOO ACTUALLY HAPPY ITS UNBELIEVABLE i was like Friday i was like It will be a miracle if i dont get hospitalized within the next couple of days forunrelated reasons BUT I DIDNT BECAUSE IM SO HAPPY BECAUSE MY FRIENDS!! MIKI!!!!!!! I LOVE HANGING OUT WITHPEOPLE AHHHGH I LOVE TEH WORLD AND MY FRIENDS SO MUCH

[4arconinoma]

hi :demure: i think yourecool and also im a chronic hank fan. (THISIS SO AWKWARD HELP?? idont know how to interact withpeople.)

Lol thank you its ok I dont either. Chronic hank fan is a disease affecting thepopulation

[thethirstyouneed]

worse part abt masturbating is living withpeople . let me sit in the abthroom for 30 minuges dont ask me what jm dking

[yumeyleo]

I NEED TO BE FRIENDS WITH THWM AGAIN I MISS BEING INVITED INTO GCS SO WE CAN FIGHT WITHPEOPLE

[mikepowernyc]

Measuring Up

We measure ourselves against lines on a wallWe measure ourselves against our parents and siblingsWe measure ourselves against those we admire and despiseBut mostly we measure in numbersWe measure in inches and kilometersWe measure in nanoseconds, geological epochs, and light yearsWe even measure in negative numbersAgeWeightHeightBlood pressureBank balancePeople we’ve had sex withPeople we…

[stew-skys-husband]

I need to sit in a circle withpeople just to discuss that specific part of the book, the part where Dally blows

I’ve been thinking about Dally calling the gang to come to the lot not because he wanted their help, but because he selfishly didn’t want to be alone in his final moments and now I’m crying over this book again.