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revive tumblr pleek

gender poison yeah ive got it baby

working every day is hell i do not belong here

i hate twitter because people actually know its you and therefore you have to take on this persona of responsibility every time you say something stupid and frankly i dont want that??? lol

my brain is so empty from all of my bad habits i should work on that lmfao

first night back in los angeles in over a year and i feel displaced. im only visiting but i cant shake this rumble in my stomach telling me something is wrong about being here. i have been in constant obsession about where i should “place” myself since i left high school and while 2+ years of therapy and living at home during most of college should have given me “time” to “heal” it has, instead, left me feeling more broken than i could possibly stomach lol </3

im kind of glad i didnt establish myself as anything super early on i needed those late teen years to work through my pyscho self and im still in that phase but like maybe 25% better idk the girl thing should really get me closer to peace

nobody is on tumblr anymore which makes me feel like i can run my mouth on here more than anywhere else the land is desolate i am alone shouting saying dumb shit like i love to <3

so many body problems too much time to figure it all out maybe i should just start with the lack of e for now right