Warm Bread. You Agree. Reblog

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This blog is only for fuckups, burnouts, losers, criminals and the mentally ill btw

I don't think people should make fun of others for saying they have no friends in front of people who consider them friends because yea obviously we're buds but we're not as close as you are with other people and my debilitating fear of intamacy and constant state of lonliness tell me we'll never be closer than what we are now and I'll never be able to express myself fully to you because you won't understand that when I say friends I mean someone who I know will take all of me and say its okay without feeling like a burden or rejecting specific parts of me that I've grown to accept. I know that's never going to happen unless I get better but I don't know how to get better enough to feel comfortable with myself and not the portraits painted specifically for each person I know. So please understand that when I say I have no friends I don't mean that our relationship means nothing I mean that I am nothing to this relationship which has been copied and pasted to other people for so long and while other people are able to get closer to people I will find myself still sitting here watching us remain stagnant.

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

Sometimes I still think of my ex. Not my recent one tho he was an asshole but of the guy I broke things off with bc I was getting nervous about being intimate with another person and asking him to wait until we can meet each other in person. I didn't know how long he would have to wait and I thought it was too much to ask. I wish him well but at the same time I wonder if he ever thinks about me as I think about him. I want him to miss me but I am too cowardly to text him after all It's been months and he must have moved on. I know he still looks at my posts online but I doubt he does it on purpose and is just clicking through feeds.

I have a constant nagging issue with wanting to restart social media profiles bc I can't feel comfortable with the profiles I've always had and can't figure out what to do to make my current profiles fit my current person. I never know what to post on anything and it makes me feel less of a person because of it.

insane men covered in blood. you agree. reblog.