I Keep Rambling... And Yes, I Consider Myself A Yumeshipper, But I Don't Actually See My F/o In A Totally

"Don't over share your information on the internet, much less your identity! It can be dangerous!!!!"

But, but, but- my approval from anonymous, my approval from people I don't know 🥺🥺

I like the sum of numbers starting from 4, except those who wear 6

4, 8, 12, 20, 24, 28, 32, 40...

Guys send me death threats, I want to see what's your best.

I like when people like a character so way too much that it transcends even self shipping or kinning and becomes more of a patron saint that you pray to type of deal

Me pone muy feliz siempre que me spameas, gracias (*´◒`*)

Es mi misión diaria cada vez que puedo mwhahah >:3

Eeehh dw!!! I was bored on the bus ride, plus you reblog cool stuff <3

waaaaaaa @yumeme04 thanks for the most intense likespam I've maybe ever had ily <333

I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous, why do I have to be so jealous?hakshahsggrrrr

Momonga is so jirai code.

It's funny to think how the fact that I'm a landmine was simply a matter of time, a ticking time bomb.

As a child I almost always suppressed emotions because of my mother: don't laugh too loudly because it looks weird, don't talk if no one asked you and much less talk about yourself, don't cry if you don't have a true reason to do so.

Of course I was a child like any other with strong emotions, but because I was constantly told that it shouldn't be like that, to the point of completely suppressing it was how I was molded into what I was.

I say how it "was" because it is not the same anymore, now I cry, there are times when I have not been able to control my crying, when I have not been able to suppress it anymore, if I'm not around my mother, I'm likely to laugh loudly, to the point where it can probably be annoying, I like to ramble about things I like and sometimes blurt out very personal things out of nowhere.

Of course, this is not with just anyone, but with VERY specific people. With others, I remain reserved and bitter.

Dad: "The purpose of life is to share your time with other people and also share your knowledge"

Me: "Hey dad, Can I go out with-"

Dad: "No."

The amount of times this has happened is no longer funny, even though he himself admitted that I looked genuinely happy after returning from seeing Dreamy and other acquaintances, he has not allowed me to repeat the occasion, It's even more frustrating to know that I didn't see him that day because I wanted to, but rather Dreamy and another acquaintance came to pick me up personally at my house without telling me before. I really want to see him again.