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And just like that, the booping was over.
We stood around, looking at each other, not quite knowing what to do with ourselves at first.
After many moments of silence, one by one, and slowly at first, we all put down our weapons, solemnly nodded to the rest, and went our separate ways. None of us knew if we'd ever see each other again after that one wild day, but we knew we'd never forget the friendships we made. No matter how life changed us, we'd always have the day we booped.
And maybe, just maybe, that was enough.
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cptsd-persona · 1 month
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cptsd-persona · 1 month
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And I wouldn't want it any other wayy
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My entire dashboard right now
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cptsd-persona · 1 month
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cptsd-persona · 1 month
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Now I'm sad, I thought I could do it backk :(
I'M GETTING SUPER BOOPED BUT CANT SUPER BACK BC IM ON MOBILE
@ staff fix this
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cptsd-persona · 1 month
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hello tumblr
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🩷🩷
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cptsd-persona · 2 months
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It's my 4 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Damn already??
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cptsd-persona · 3 months
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{They said he wouldn't give me battles that were too hard, and while that may be true, I still believe I didn't have to shatter while fighting them}
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cptsd-persona · 3 months
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Why does being alive have to be so hard?
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cptsd-persona · 5 months
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Dad, I know you couldn't handle my emotions, but that didn't mean you couldn't have learned.
Mom, I know how cruel he was to you, but that didn't mean he wasn't cruel to me as well.
I know handling me was a task, but it was a task you have brought onto yourself. Maybe you didn't know how, or maybe you didn't care in the first place.
But please; please acknowledge that I wasn't at fault this time. I was a child.
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cptsd-persona · 5 months
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I wanna feel it all, so I know why I turned it off in the first place
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cptsd-persona · 8 months
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I asked "why?" and he stared at me with pity.
picked me up like a toddler and started rocking back and forth.
I asked again "why??" And he shrugged as if to say "sometimes there just is no why"
arguing with God has no point, I'm afraid
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cptsd-persona · 8 months
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I am scared they will see me like I do.
I hope one day I can see myself the way they do.
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cptsd-persona · 8 months
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Death will remove any marks left on my soul,
marks my body has long forgotten about.
"my dearest friend", he'll say
"They haven't been kind to you. But know it has never been your fault"
death has been a loyal companion throughout my life
and when he'll greet me inevitably, I hope the place he takes me to is nicer than I ever will be.
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cptsd-persona · 8 months
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Loving all the mole content this trend has given us
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