I think there's a big incongruence between my body & my mind but i don't see why they should have to match anyway.
Wrote a paragraph of why i'm truly, and i mean truly, a bad person, kept away in drafts because if I din't it would be a public confession of why I should be shot. But in summary I am literally griffith
nothing ever happens ?
elder people go crazy if they see a young disabled person in the priority queue they decided not to go to
Hmm. Have a good day, some of you.
I should learn something
ever since i was a child ive known that i wanted to, someday, be the mutilated corpse on a nature trail that ruins a hikers week
>be "me"
>post picture of the being "my" thoughts are intrinsically attached to since birth
>"this is My "me" and myself"
>"why aren't they both 'you"? Why is yourself something separated from the source of your perception of the world"
>"I don't like myself."
I think wanting to marry is a trauma response from seeing your parents not love eachother as a kid. When you see how fake marriage love is from inside that fairytale you'd think you've seen enough to fix it from the inside. Unfortunately,
I dont know how to use tumblr. Nor do I know how to live. Arent those the same things?
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