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my range of emotions go from “it’s scary how much i feel” to “it’s scary how much i don’t feel”
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tumblr really is my diary i luv screaming to the void i dont care if i make sense or not this is for me
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and i'm still not sure what the hell I am in this world, just another host to pass along this soul into the codes that control our existential role.
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I need a new obsession.
A hobby or a task or a lover,
Something.
Right now my obsession is you.
I miss talking,
Going to shows together.
I had a thought the other day that,
He accepts me but doesnt understand me.
And you,
You understand me, but dont accept me.
And that sucks.
To finally feel understood but also feel shame for being the way that I am.
I've never been the problem.
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i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand
#empty cups#books#patches and pins#mini bong#stickers#flossers#lotion#rocks#my nightstand is v crowded dont judge me
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