mobile: said it before, but I actually mean it this time (reinforce this if you see me on this blog) but I'm taking a break from izzy for a while. atm, izzy is just causing me a lot of stress and unhappiness, and I'm letting it affect my mental health and happiness in general. a lot tears, feeling worthless, replaceable and just awful in general. I'll come back at some stage but for now I'll be on my multi and my rey and you can get me on wire and discord.
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hi, so i actually went out yesterday so i didn’t look too bad! it’s rare haha. but i’m also a massive poser with snapchat at times. but i haven’t posted any recent snaps of myself in ageeeees so there we go. there may be more on munday!
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blocking tags to help with anxiety really doesn’t help much when tumblr is like ‘this post contains tags with blah blah’. yeah, thanks tumblr, i know. well done. just when i was feeling good and feeling like i’d wanna write. once again, my anxiety gets the better of me. 👍👍👍
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Send in a ❝❞ ...
…and my muse will tell you one of the following after a random number generation.
MIX OF FLUFF, ANGST, NSFW, LYRICS AS PHRASES, ETC.
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right in the guts. angst sentences.
“It always comes back to this with you, doesn’t it?”
“Why can’t you just learn to let the fuck go.”
“Did it over occur to you that I never wanted this to begin with?”
“Why can’t you just look at me for one god damn second!”
“Let go of my hand.”
“I don’t want to talk to you right now.”
“Why are you — saying all these things —”
“You know what? I was wrong. You never really meant anything to me. You’re broken, you’re beyond fixing, you’re not something I want to take the time to handle. Simple as that.”
“You’re a god damn mistake, that’s what you are.”
“I never wanted anything to do with you to begin with.”
“This, us, was a fucking mistake and I should have known the second things went further than planned.”
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”
“If anything, you were a fucking waste of time.”
“I just don’t feel anything anymore.”
“Looking at you I see nothing but something I need to put an end to.”
“Oh? Really? You thought we had a future? What gave you that idea.”
“Is this even going anywhere?”
“Why can’t we just talk about it —”
“Does it ever occur to you that I am done talking? That I am done with reflecting upon my words and action? Can’t you just take a fucking hint that I’m done with you? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”
“We’re through. I don’t want to do this anymore.”
“You were broken to begin with.”
“How am I supposed to ‘love you’ when I never had feelings to being with.”
“Haha, I don’t know who gave you THAT idea, but we’re not an item. We never were.”
“I’d like for you to leave now.”
“Just get out. Get out and leave me alone.”
“Why are you — saying all these things??? Where did they come from???”
“If you never were happy to begin with, how come you never told me?! I would have listened, I would have helped —”
“I don’t need, or want help, what I want is for you to get the fuck away from me.”
“You’re damaged goods and I can’t find the patience to take on you as a project.”
“You’re the kind of crazy I don’t want to deal with.”
“Lately you’ve become a burden, and I can’t handle it anymore.”
“If you’d just leave me alone, that’d be great.”
“Oh come on, the second we got to know each other, the due date were already set on us. We were never meant to last forever. Our relationship had a deadline, and now we’re at it; so, what you gonna do?”
“This is all on you.”
“Save your tears. I’m done here.”
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