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This is not a vent (maybe) but oki

I don't know why, but I think I can never have a loving relationship. Maybe it's because I don't know how to talk to people, especially girls, in person or via chat. Talking to someone is like playing Russian roulette with 5 bullets. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO SAY! When a girl tries to talk to me, I panic, I get nervous, the words don't come out. It seems that I fall in love with every girl who doesn't hit or offend me! Oh really! This makes no sense! A simple and friendly conversation is complicated for me, IMAGINE TRYING TO FLIRT WITH SOMEONE! I would probably say something like "if you were a tree, you would be a pretty nice tree". Pathetic, right? But ok. I asked my cousin for advice and tried to talk to her like that. She laughed a little and flirted back to see how I reacted. I frozed. I did not know what to do. I was so frustrated that I just turned off the laptop and started to muffle the screams on my pillow. I think I will be single for the rest of my life ;w;

I'm already imagining the future, in which my siblings are going to take their children to play at their lesbian single aunt's house.

I JUST WANNA DATE SOMEONE! ANYONE IS FINE!

Also, my english sucks

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Sorry, mom

I am feeling extremely guilty. Last night I started to cry a lot. Hoping that no one would see me in that state, I sank into the bathroom and covered my face with plenty of towels, so that the sobs wouldn't be so audible. The bathroom is close to my parents' room, so I tried my best not to start screaming, as I always do at those times. After about 40-50 minutes, I finally stopped crying. "Well, it's late, certainly everyone is asleep, it will be easy to go back to my room without anyone waking up." That's what I thought when I put my hand on the handle so I could get out of that place. But my brother was on the other side of the door. He told me that he followed me into the bathroom and heard my muffled sobs. He told me that I am an idiot for doing things like that and asked why I was crying. But I do not know. I responded with all sincerity to him. I really don't know why I was having this internal scandal. After saying that, he turned his back and went to the living room without saying anything else. Since my eyes were dry and swollen, I decided to pour some cold water over them. It was when I was opening the refrigerator that my mother appeared. She turned on the light and the first thing she saw was my reddened eyes. My face was still wet with tears, I had forgotten to wipe it off. She started to say something like "Are you CRYING?! Oh, my daughter, why? I thought you got better! It was seven months of therapy, Vitória! SEVEN! Oh, my fucking God ..." She said it in such a frustrated tone that at that moment I just wanted to disappear. She continued to speak, but I don't remember very well. This morning, she looked at me in a way I despise: He looked at me with pity and fear. She pities me. I don't want this, I don't want to be watched all the time anymore, I don't want to take these drugs anymore, I don't want therapy, I don't want anything! I just want to get out of here. Is it too much to ask?

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Welp, thats my ventsona. Her name is Zetsubo. She is a little scared creature, afraid of almost everything. Love/Hate her.

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Dunno

Hi. I’m Yuna and this is my vent account. I’m brazilian, female and lesbian. My social medias Instagram and Youtube are in portuguese, you probally will not understand shit, but can enjoy the drawings. I’m a animation memer (COPPA scares me, make it stop) and my animations are lame, but I put  all my effort on them.

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