Being An Anon Is Actually So Fun, I Think The Only Thing That Could Top It Is Being The One With An Anon

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS BEAUTIFUL KILL ME BEFORE I HAVE TO START WRITING THIS GODFORSAKEN DEBATE PLEASE

when i get constructive criticism so now our entire friendship has been a lie and they've hated me from the start

the way my mood changes so suddenly should be studied. i was over the moon just an hour ago. like beyond elated, brimming with joy, the whole shebang. now the very thought of being alive any longer is making my stomach hurt. what happened

i am filled with so much hatred for this one specific person that the concentrated energy within me could literally fire a beam of light that kills them instantaneously

unfortunately my desire to see them happy greatly contradicts my desire to be the one and only reason they're happy

the bad feeling is back this is so horrible

keep yourself cute!

Close up under the cut

back to deleting tumblr bye guys!!

one day i'll create a world where feelings don't exist and neither will literature and everyone will spend their time doing math and only math

"you're really gonna eat all that?" your absolutely fucked relationship w food is none of my business btw