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yvae1la · 2 months
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pureheroine2013 · 8 months
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The fact that all my seminars are mandatory is so evil sick and twisted. I can only miss 1 per subject per block but I’m gonna discuss this w my counsellor as I’m chronically ill and sick soooo often :(
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bellamyblakru · 10 months
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when merlin wasn’t being a buff bad bitch s5, he was girlworried girlconcerned girlstressed
happy belated return to the world of technology to my favorite author @kandi-pendragon​ you are literally my spark. i couldn’t have written anything without you in my life, and you continue being my sole inspiration. thank you for being my light of creativity. you are beyond talented, kind, beautiful, smart, and lovely, and its an honor to be your friend. i missed u so much. thank you for being in my life!!
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spiderversegf · 5 months
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raiderlucy · 9 months
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Steve is not a girl. Steve is a boy.
...if this is in reference to my girlworried, girlconcerned, girlstressed gifset I don't think you understand the joke behind it nonnie... (Has no one ever told you he's collectively everyones fave babygirl?)
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hobrien · 5 months
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i'm on bluesky too, btw.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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There's loneliness in freedom.
Living alone has me going insane. Though I basked with the freedom it gives me, I can't help but wish someone was with me. In the big city where people come and go, a fast-paced life where day and night completely blends into one, where the sun bleeds orange and red and the sky birthed a vast twinkle of a dark hues, I wonder where it might lead me. People's footsteps echo in the pavements, loud and intentional. Yet why do I feel stuck in the corner of my room, gazing through the window, watching people go out and about. The buzzes of the chatters, the grind of the cars, people crossing paths in a split seconds, I wonder where am I in that. Who am I even? I want to walk with purpose, I want to walk with grace, yet I can't seem to find the path I should start, I should follow. I fiercely stated that I am independent, I can stand on my own, and yet here I am, wishing for a company - a little bit of company so I won't lose my mind. Ain't it pitiful, having no one around? No family, friends, no one to say 'hi' to, even 'goodnights' and 'goodbye'. I'm just existing in the place of intersectional road, people bound to meet for a fleeting time but never to be keep. I knew I was lonely, but I never realized I was this lonely, where silence echo in the vast crowds. I was there like an invisible cloud. People go through me, not even bumping into me because I was not there. A wandering spirit, perhaps? A wandering soul. If I die, no one would even know. My body would be rotting in the dark corner with nothing but a skeleton of once a young girl. Will my soul bleed? Will I bleed with regret? I wonder if blood would cascade down my cheeks in a pretty manner.
God, don't make me wither like a flower dies with no water, sun, and life to blossom to.
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yvae1la · 21 days
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Help??? I need advice. How to avoid a guy whose building is just a block away from yours? And why does his scent cling with me? I feel like throwing up. Help. Should I energy cleanse? Idk. I feel so uncomfortable. I can literally smell him on me, and it evoke me with this feeling of discomfort. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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Should I get myself a gun and k|ll myself, or should I drink coffee first?
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yvae1la · 2 months
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Kill yourself or get over it.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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Do you ever just wish to jump off a fucking bridge?
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yvae1la · 2 months
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'Cause you and I, we were born to die.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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I don't understand what's going on in my life anymore. And it pains me to say that more than it should be. Life has been such a rollercoaster of a ride. I don't know. Thinking about the future makes me wanna throw up. Adulthood is not what I expected. I thought I'd get my life together and make better decisions, but now, I don't know anymore. Where do we search for courage to go on? Where do we find the resilience to thrive under the uncertainty of life?
I really don't know what's going on. And I wanted to cry, but I have no tears left.
I'm buzzing with uncertainty as I navigate life day by day. I don't know if I should take a next step forward. It fills me with trepidation. I don't even know if I should anticipate the tomorrow, knowing life's unpredictability. But maybe, knowing that life's unpredictable, I might find a glimmer of hope, a resilience that will emerge from the depths of uncertainty.
But at the moment, I am filled with so much anxiety as I stand on the precipice of the unknown.
What lies behind the veil of tomorrow? May it bring me fortune and unwavering resolve to face whatever may come.
May Abba Father bless me on my journey. God bless a girl. May God bless me.
Abba Father, lead the way. Guide my path.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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Maybe, I'm just a girl... interrupted.
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yvae1la · 1 month
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All I want is money to pay rent.
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yvae1la · 2 months
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I really don't know what's going on in my life anymore. As much as I don't want to admit that, it had come to a point were I really don't know. It pains me. It kills me. When had it become like this? Why did I allow it to go on like this? I feel like I am running towards death. Death is a refuge I always think about. I don't want to die. Not really. But I feel so lost. God, I don't know what to do. What am I supposed to do? I feel so utterly lonely. Who should I seek? I asked for help, but the stars mocked me. I wish I could say so that I can continue living, but with every second that is passing by, I can feel my life slowly slipping away from my fingers.
I can not ask for help. Was it pride? I don't know.
In the vast expense of the midnight sky, do they watch over us as we question why? Do they twinkle with warmth like a guiding hand, or they taunt us in this garden they call land?
All my life, I've been fighting constant battles, as I fought against the tide, I questioned myself countless times, should I dare to dream, or just surrender to the current's relentless stream?
Life feels like it's devoid of rhyme, a vast expanse, a ticking time. In moments lost, dreams and hopes unseen, I question what it all may mean.
The warmth of life fades into the mist, as I struggle to hold onto what once was bliss.
Does anyone see the pain that we bear, or are we condemned to suffer, with no one to care?
All my please fall on deaf ears.
Why does life feel like a relentless storm, leaving us battered and broken, our spirits torn?
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