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I want to break a bone, I want to tear off a piece of my skin, I want to scream when no one pays attention to me

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.

I like to sleep because I can dream, or at least I can pretend to dream.

And in my dreams there are things that I can call mine, things that exist especially and only for me.

Not like in the depressing reality where everything is ephemeral and nothing really needs me and therefore nothing can truly be mine either.

GRACIAS A TI MADOOO <3

Lit best mootie y bestiee (⁠/⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠(⁠-⁠ω⁠-⁠)

Y'ALL SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MADOO

SAPO VERDE TO YOU MADOOOO <3333

FELIZ SABER QUE HOY NACIO UNA PERSONA TAN LINDAAAA TE AMITO/P MWAAHMMWAH

espero te la puedas pasar bonis hoy, sigue cumpliendo muchos años más porfis <3

MUCHAS GRACIAAAAAAAAS COMO TE ADORO <3

Gracias por ser parte de mi vida, me alegra conocer alguien tan genial como tú, me comprendes mucho y aprecio cada interacción que tienes conmigo (como los spams eaaa), te amo mucho/p 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

I CAN'T FUCKING SLEEP THINKING ABOUT HIM, I NEED A LOBOTOMY ASAP HAKWBQLEBWKEJ61)2;_)29_!3?'+2)$)_!

Sometimes I'm so stupid that I think:

"Hmm, maybe if I really am myself, I can start getting people to like me."

And then I remember how cynical and boring I am and that my head should explode just for thinking something so silly.

One of my new friends (which I'm not going to give a relevant nickname yet because it makes me feel a bit insecure about whether he will continue to be my friend)

Has a crush on a guy for over a year, and even though he has already confessed and the other guy told him that he still doesn't feel safe enough to be in a relationship, my friend is still deeply in love with him.

I can't help but feel jealous, not about my friend perse, but about the relationship itself.

Imagine having someone's unconditional love and devotion even if you don't reciprocate that love... I would feel very cruel if I were aware of that but at the same time I can't help but crave it.

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

How do I explain to someone that I am extremely possessive but not in the romantic sense?

like, fine, you have a bf/gf, good for you, but I don't care, you're mine.