My brother told me he knows my Tumblr and all my other accounts because I use the same username each time, so Big Bro, if you’re reading this:
NERD
I’d say at least a fourth of my life is spent telling people, “I was going to go to sleep, but . . .”
One of my best friends will no longer be my coworker, so that means that now more than ever I cannot tell her that I love her, because her leaving means most of our interactions will be through texts, which means it will be easier to idolise and create my own image of her. The bad news is, I was talking about love languages with her and said I wanted to spend money on her because “money is my love language”, and then she said she loved me “too” and then I realised I inadvertently told her I loved her so anyway life was a mistake
Aro story time
So my friend who I am not interested in asked me to prom and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings so I said yes. Prom happened, it was okay, kind of awkward, but I found some of my friends at the dance and hung out with them. Doorstep time, he confessed that he had feelings for me, and in an attempt to reject him kindly, I think I accidentally led him on. Because I told him, “You know I identify as aromantic, so I could never like you back in that way,” and then I got worried about his response so I said, “but I’ve always said I could see myself marrying a best friend.” And then we hugged and I kissed him on the cheek, but I don’t even see him as a best friend?? And I still don’t know what to do about that even a year later because he moved away for work and he comes back in like a week but I don’t want to talk to him really because I'm scared he’ll ask me on a date help
My friend: Your boot’s zipper is broken.
Me: Oh, it’s fine! That zipper’s just for decoration. The real zipper. . . *displays shoe* is also broken.
I was listening to the Nyan Cat song on Spotify and I kept tuning out so every few seconds I would be like “what is that noise” and then I was like “oh it’s the Nyan Cat song” and then I was like “why is the Nyan Cat song playing” and then I was like “oh wait that’s me”
It's hard trying to talk to my mother because when you try to get an answer out of her, she'll imply something that she's not saying and she refuses to say what she means. And when YOU say what you mean, she believes there's a hidden meaning and she won't actually answer your question because she thinks you’re trying to say something else.
Me: Once these friends stop loving me, I can never love again.
My logic: What? They still love you tho?? Why are you saying that, they've given no indication that they're gonna stop.
Me: This is it. I will never use my heart again.
Logic: Literally nothing is happening????
Me: Cruel world, I shame you for hurting me. Tears, I loathe that I need you. Love, I wish I never knew you.
Logic: LITERALLY SHUT UP, YOU'RE FINE??????????
Instead of going to sleep, I am going to go play Genshin and I am going to fall in love with Monsieur Neuvillette because he's got gorgeous eyeliner and he's very kind and he's vageuly awkward and he commands a room well
Do I want to buy it because I wanted to buy it back then and then made a plan to buy it and now I want to feel like I successfully followed through on a plan, or do I actually want it still
Too much girly (lesbian). Too much whimsy (autism). The world is not capable of holding me. Unfortchy, I'm here anyways lmao off, deal with it.
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