Have an assortment of Hiimdaisy P3 icons
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the sen no kaze ni natte post is back on my dash i dont even know why this casual inaccuracy bothers me so much it just DOES
i did not expect that to be a post that people would have opinions about now im anxious for a whole new fun and exciting set of reasons
i dont actually give a fuck about souji/yosuke no one tell molly minato/kenji is the much better fool/magician ship
sassaharasouhei: hahahHa fuck wait actually there is one Friend who does not know who i might actually be seeing this weekend in company of Friend who definitely does know. i dont know what to do about this. maybe i’ll show up, grab my free copy of p3, and get right the fuck out of there lmfao
i feel horribly justified in always having been wary of babblr
Post 07: Minato Arisato/Makoto Yuuki (Persona 3)
chitosekurosu: Total: 06 Short icon dump, from some scans out of the Persona Magazine. Read More
this is so awful of me but i keep worrying that im just molly’s replacement for her other crush who doesnt like her that way and that i wont be able to live up to that and that she loves Other Person more i dont have any evidence but its just the sense i get and i mean she was upset about that person not liking her as recently as one day before we got together so like that sure is a thing...
i dont know what the fuck my emotions are doing send help
the saga of tanner continues on the one hand, im really deeply touched that he went out and bought p3 for me i assumed he was just loaning me his copy or something on the other hand, why must you persistently be the fun police, tanner. why.
gets super anxious about having negative opinions of things on his blog
why cant i have a single interaction with this boy that does not make me feel like shit is he doing this on purpose does he resent me for how our relationship ended BECAUSE HE FUCKING SHOULDNT I PRACTICALLY FIXED HIM UP WITH HIS CURRENT GF BEFORE WE BROKE UP and like hes in a happy relationship now and im miserable all the time so i dont know what his fucking problem is he can lay the hell off
i want to talk to people but i also never want to talk to anyone ever again hhhhhhhhMMMMMM
i know shes upset about me withdrawing from her but like she fucking disregards everything i tell her about myself and what i want for myself and pushes her own shit on me all the time and its fucking exhausting and im persistently in a state of just wanting to scream until my lungs are forcibly ejected from my body so what the fuck ever man im done. she cant even try to pretend to accommodate my...
praise god i finally reached a point where i can be happy about friends’ literary achievements without also being sick with jealousy
oh my GOD the “nekko” part of “meganekko” dOES NOT MEAN CAT ITS NOT THE SAME WORD ITS NOT EVEN SPELLED TOTALLY THE SAME SHOULDNT THAT TIP YOU OFF ive seen this mistake like five times in three days all related to that fucking “what anime stereotype am i” meme i shouldnt even be mad at this i need to calm down but no n
if the kakashi “why i was late today” blog doesn’t use “i was dead” or some variation on the day the chapter of his inevitable death is released im going to be very featherruffled indeed
i dddddonnnt waaaaant to goooooo to therappy toomorrroooooow im so lonely please someone look at me. talk to me. tell me im ok.
literally amazed that ive only lost one follower for naruto blogging how
tonight on “why did i ever date these people again”: has my ex-boyfriend had his sense of humor surgically removed since i stopped dating him or did he just not get that incredibly obvious joke
tttttttttime to be deeply upset about the inevitable ending of several friendships again!! yeehaw
sometimes i think about the kin community in general and its just like wow, no, stop. i wish the community would start framing these experiences in terms of religious and spiritual feelings more than trans*-similar feelings because every time someone does the latter it makes me sigh and want to throw up my guts, like. i think molly summed it up really well to me when i came out to her? in that it...
im beginning to think that i might actually be a hyena and not a wolf?? like hmm hyenas are basically the same body type but they’re scavengers (me) and are known for constant ceaseless ugly laughter (me) and generally being shitty and awful (me) kintype problems
its not that im out of stories?? im just out of the words to articulate them or the patience to see them through to the end or build them up in the first place
#self harm hahaahaha none of our knives are sharp enough to break my skin what kind of cruel awful joke is this
i dont want to be in a relationship ever again because that love is so fragile and can be taken away at the drop of a hat i dont need anybody i dont even need myself and nobody needs me so its fine if im alone forever. thats for the best. relationships of any kind are Painful i want to cut them all
i literally cant tell if this dude is joking or if hes actually serious and its starting to make me really uncomfortable because if its a joke its a REALLY OBVIOUS ONE and i suck for not picking up on it (and also in kind of really bad taste) and if it isnt a joke im ok
i cannot fucking believe im actually doing this but im making $350 and a pack of cigarettes off of this awful, heinous transaction so i am like a completely different person when im buszed this is probaly bad
ppppppplease tag your suicide posts thank you??? jesus
oh no ive started attracting gintama fandom followers i mean its possible that they also remember me from homestuck fandom but honestly either way my blog is designed to piss them off lmfao (oh well)
YOU ARE THE WORST KIND OF SHIPPER PLEASE GO AWAY
wanting desperately to talk to people who probably dont want to talk to you when you dont even have anything to say other than “god, i miss you”
lays down, stares at ceiling for ten hours friend from middle school, i love you, i’m glad we’re talking again, but your attitudes towards gay dudes are really, really grossing me out. i am not a cis dude so idk i feel like i dont have any right to be offended or upset by this but its just SUCH blatant fetishization and catering to your own kinks at the expense of characterization and...
i love ferx so much not even in. a romantic way anymore necessarily but just. i want to be in her life and valuable to her and just knowing that she exists makes me really happy. what a good person. quality human being.
i dont want or need to talk about it i guess im just. i want to be done. theres nowhere i can go to get out of this house and everyone i love is so far away from me and the future looks so bleak and awful i cant even go for a walk because i need to rest my leg for tomorrow i wonder if dad would drive me somewhere when he gets back. probably not. the problem with being this upset this frequently...
there are a lot of really awful otherkin and a lot of them are trans* appropriative but i dont know it gets really weird for me because like the way i approach it is more of an almost. spiritual thing?? not as like “spirit animal” bs but like this is what i feel like i am. in my heart. i feel like i would be a lot more comfortable as this animal. i dont get dysphoric about it like i...
while we’re on the subject of extreme bullshit: i can’t believe i actually fell in love with [ANONYMOUS OTHER FRIEND]. like what the shit, self. you’re not even attracted to women and also she is definitely not ace and she is completely straight and you are a trans*man and she definitely still thinks of you as her friend who is five years younger and therefore a kid and just ...
an awful excuse for something approximating a poem
[[MORE]] im going to burn these things. i’m going to throw them into the sea. i’m going to cut them up and scatter them so there’s nothing left of what you were to me. i’m going to become a different kind of person, i’m going to forget who you were. i’m going places starting tomorrow. i’ll cut out all the scar tissue, the pus, the hurt. and when...
sometimes in the dark i light up the radium glow of my grandpa’s old watch and it reminds me of you so much that i just start sobbing to myself. all the things you lost, all the things you were. everything reminds me of you maybe i’ll never actually be over it
i dont exactly disagree with most of this but like. the claim that grades are tied to the amount of work you do is LAUGHABLE, at least in high school. do you know how much effort i put into my last two years of high school? almost none. do you know what kind of grades i got? A’s and B’s and, like, one C. in gym. and that includes in things like math, that i have absolutely zero...
i keep telling myself im going to stop blogging abotu this because its so passive-aggressive and serves no purpose it doesnt evne make me feel significantly better to vent anymore but i just i wish i never met you i wish i never had the false hope that anyone could love me its breaking me, even now
hahahahahahaa ever since then other people’s distress just makes me nervous because. am i going to get yelled at for trying to help. thanks a whole fucking ton for that
everything i smaking me angry my parents are irritating me just by being in the same physical space i haaaaaaaaaaaaaaate this i hate everything
whispers “if you dont want to be friends anymore then just goddamn unfollow me i cant handle these mixed messages” into the ether and lays down on his face
did tumblr do something weird to tags again goddamn it tumblr cut that shit out
i dONT KNOW WHAT THE PROPER COURSE OF ACTION IS HERE am i hurting them more by letting it go forever and not saying anything or in the end am i really only hurting myself by not getting closure i don t jesus
fletcher “totally fine for three weeks and then completely undone by the reminder of other people’s talent” wolf i want to die
askdfhahhhhh man every time i try to look up stuff about asatru it just winds up reminding me why i dislike organized religion in the first place all i wanted was to look up instruction on how to do the rituals myself and instead what i got was thinly veiled “european pride” with a side of anti-semitism if anybody asks im just going to go on referring to myself as “heathen...
its hilarious how fast i go from “sad” to “angry” its like a switch gets flipped somewhere and i go from wanting something to wanting to tear it apart hahahHA