Laying In Bed At Night Knowing She Doesn't Miss Me As Much As I Miss Her

laying in bed at night knowing she doesn't miss me as much as i miss her

she doesn't cry every night, begging for it to end

she doesn't lash out at everyone around her because she's so upset and angry with the world

she isn't in therapy because we're not friends anymore

She doesn't want me back and she never will

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2 weeks ago

anyone else's mum called sour sweets "spicy" or is mine just extra special?


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1 month ago
The Death Of Orpheus (Henri-Léopold Lévy, C. 1870)

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This But Also The Person Who You Forced To Carry A Fetus To Full Term Could’ve Cured Cancer. Or You

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3 weeks ago

Am I trans?? Bro help

I don't like being a girl, i don't hate it but i'd rather be perceived as nothing yk?

A lot of people don't really see me as a girl and I like that

I'd rather have been born a boy but I don't want to change now I guess

I hate my chest and I don't really want it

My mum is okay with me being trans but she doesn't really get it


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1 month ago

i hate feeling invisible when I'm surrounded by people

it's like i'm not even there, everything I say is ignored

no one notices when i'm trying to talk to them

i wish i actually was invisible at this point


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1 week ago

I wish boobs were detachable. Because sometimes I want to look like a genderless being, other times the outfit needs boobs.

2 weeks ago

so i wrote the start of a piece fiction inspired by Frankenstein

it's a mlm, slightly horror, love story between an amoral scientist and his best friend who tragically dies at the start of the book

i'm obsessed with this story as it's the first bit of writing that made my teacher recognise my love for writing

it's called white fang as the prompt for the story was to use a pre-existing title so white fang by jack london


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4 weeks ago

hate when someone asks how are you and you say good how are you and they say "oh not so great" or something. it's always like ohh okay i see we're being honest i thought we were playing pretend. can i have a do-over

1 month ago

maybe life is so hard because I wasn't supposed to be here at this age and god just tries to finally get rid of me

Maybe Life Is So Hard Because I Wasn't Supposed To Be Here At This Age And God Just Tries To Finally
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