another weekend in my 20s spent fantasizing about being loved & included while decaying in my room by myself with no plans no friends no aspirations no future no hope no healthy coping mechanisms nobody
anyone else feel constant shame since they were a kid? shane of ur behaviour, shame of ur appearance, of ur style, of ur hobbies? like ur existence isn't right and u must hide it, i constantly need to remind myself that i have have the right to exist like everyone else
I love Wakka on FFX. Every heavy scene is like:
Tidus: and then I understood, my father chose honor over returning to his family. Would I have made the same choice?
Wakka: whoa that’s one heavy mahalo brudda
oh they clocked her downnn. look at the way she’s thinking she’s freshly fallen snowflake, whole time her carrot slipped and trade playing in her face so nasty