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"When I'm "happy," I know my happiness is a lie.

But I can't tell if my grief is fake.

Why?

Now tell me: if my grief is fake, is it valid?"

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Thinking about Ralsei in Halloween art by Temmie, and how he is giving rather taking candy. Thinking about how he defines his meaning for existing as serving others rather than himself.

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結ンデ開イテ羅刹ト骸

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arcane isha appreciation post

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school presentation shenanigans in the style of utdr cutscenes

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There are two kinds of people, separated by the way they dealing with heart shuttering break up:

They becoming sad alcoholic hobo with no sense of personal hygiene...

2. ...or career overachiver.

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Round 1.4

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I'm not like you. My hair is unbrushed. It falls over my eyes. My shoulders are curved into a permanent slouch. My feet shuffle along the ground, and I watch them as I walk instead of the world around me.

I'm not like you. I'm not friendly. I barely talk to anyone. I don't fit in. I'm the weird kid, the silent kid. My pranks and jokes scare people, my words are a surprise. I never figured out how to make people like me. I have no friends now that you're gone.

I'm not like you. I don't get out of bed on time. I'm always late. I don't hand in assignments. I don't put in enough effort. I don't get good marks. I don't have a grand future in store for me. I haven't accomplished anything with my sixteen years on this earth.

I'm not like you. When I was in pain, you held me. You comforted me. You sang me softly off to sleep. When someone else is in pain, I don't know what to say. I can't rip out their heart like I rip out mine, I can't lock it in a cage and leave it behind. How do I deal with pain when I can't tear it from my body?

I'm not like you, and it's obvious. Everyone else can see it, clear as day. I can see them, hear them, feel them, constantly thinking about you, talking about you, liking you, loving you, wanting you. You are their star. I am nothing but your shadow, unimportant when compared to your light, invisible without your presence. I am nothing without you.

I'm not like you. You're not here, you've gone off on your golden pathway to your bright future. The town packed their high hopes into the bag you had on your shoulders. You're fine without me, but I need you. Who will like me now that you're gone? How do I find my way without you to hold my hand? How do I survive without you by my side?

I don't know who I am. All I know is that I'm not like you.

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cheesecake

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kuriri

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the legend (deltarune ost) appreciation post

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tell me you killed people without telling me you killed people

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MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

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me a minute after posting this

hikikomori zettai justi— oh wait wrong trait

happy (probably, most likely, late) @ultrabean day

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hikikomori zettai justi— oh wait wrong trait

happy (probably, most likely, late) @ultrabean day

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lukarin crack

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Pros of re-reading your own fic

a good time;

Has exactly the tropes you like and the characterization you want to read;

Gratification: yes you did finish a thing and yes you did do good;

just a very fun time all around.

Cons of re-reading your own fic:

Is that another TYpO