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#cw loneliness
pennycutenice · 7 months
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So much love to give but alone. Full of cuddles I can't get rid of. Ready for a thousand little acts of kindness nobody will receive.
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waluigis-biggest-fan · 3 months
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The issue with “loving myself” is that throughout my life I have been shown many times by other people that I do not in fact get love from others so why should I think that there isn’t something wrong with me that others can feel and I can’t?
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Why are all the nice people taken and I seem to be left standing in the rain like a damp lonely little cat, forever burdened to see others embraced by that which I will never feel?
I just want love dammit.
I don’t wanna have to pretend fictional characters love me forever.
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kerri-the-skunk · 10 months
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God, I'm so fucking lonely. Like, sex is cool and great and awesome and all, but I need affection. I just need someone (guy, gal, NB, intersex, doesn't really matter rn i'm so desperate) that I can just hold, love, and all that shit. But I fucking suck at talking to people irl, lack any and all confidence in myself on all fronts, including my looks. Sure, people tell me I'm smart, and funny, and cute/handsome or whatever, but I think I'm not. I'm a stuttering wreck with resting bitch face that's gonna have to take his senior year of high school all over again because his shitty broken brain wouldn't let him do jack shit outside of laying in bed all day and rot away. Anyway, sorry for venting, it's like 12:20 my time as I write this, so I'm gonna go cry myself to sleep like the pussy faggot bitch that I am.
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reddragonart · 1 year
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Feb 8th
When one has been alone For most of their life 
It almost starts to feel natural 
But it’s not.
There will always be that pain, that deep ache.
I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone it says. 
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un1-c0rn3l1us · 1 year
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I am the Wish Anon, I will grant the first one to see me three wishes, with three rules. No wishing for more wishes, no wishing for superpowers, and no wishing over life and death. Now, what shall it be? -Wish Anon
I wish for more friends I am lonely /srs
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catullansparrowlet · 1 year
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Sometimes the invisible wall between me and my peers is like plexiglass: bendable and quite thin, and then I get hopeful that this is just a temporary state and I'll be able to join them soon enough.
Sometimes, though, that invisible wall thickens to be a few centimeters thick with jagged edges on my side, and I remember what loneliness feels like, both hollow and heavy at my core. As the half meter gap between us might as well be an ocean's width of seperation, I remember the bridges I tried to build and get overwhelmingly tired and feel like giving up.
I've never managed to make a connection, what makes me think it'd be different now?
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asoftepiloguemylove · 6 months
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I TALK TO GOD, BUT THE SKY IS EMPTY; ABOUT GOD
Keaton St. James (@boykeats) Salvation // pinterest // Lisa Marie Basile Andalucia // Sean Glatch (via @sicknessinmotion) // "Shiizakana," Hannibal (2013-2015) dir. Michael Rymer // Antonio Canova Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss (via @moonstoast) // Ethel Cain Sun Bleached Flies // José Saramago (tr. Margaret Jull Costa) Cain (via @morepeachyogurt) // Leila Chatti Portrait of the Illness as Nightmare
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whaliiwatching · 8 months
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sparks fly
cleared the smoke for you
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pennycutenice · 7 months
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Whenever I see imagery of two girlfriends happily cuddling my brain goes in a blind rage of jealousy and I want to violently punch a wall until my entire hand is shattered because the pain in my arm will distract me from the way worse pain in my heart. :)
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waluigis-biggest-fan · 3 months
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The 2020s are shaping up to be the worst decade of my life.
Either that or it’ll get worse.
I don’t think I can survive worse than this.
I already wish I was dead regularly because the world seems to reject me.
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“Hey kid, ya want some loneliness and the feeling that you’ll never find love?!?”
“… No…”
“Too bad!”
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g1ngerbeer · 2 months
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he glows like a glowstick btw
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jichanxo · 5 months
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i can live with this abnormal mind all thanks to you [from july/2023]
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wishluc · 1 year
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So i have had this thought for a while now.. kaeya or venti with a S/O who loves winter and all kinds of sparky lights/candles they lights candles and play in the snow and are just generally really happy when it's winter time
CW: yandere character
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Kaeya finds this terribly unfair.
So you could welcome the cold snow of Dragonspine biting your exposed fingers till they were numb, and you could embrace the sharp, icy wind as it danced around you, and you could it all with a blindingly warm smile—but the minute he was to approach, you'd flinch away like he was some kind of monster, you'd tremble in his arms, as though the cold of his vision enveloped him whole in blazing iciness, and you wouldn't even spare a moment to talk to him, not even a glance in his direction when he brought you something to eat and offered to take you out. It was like he existed only as something frightening and despicable to you—something completely undeserving of love, not even worth a single word.
Your eyes sparkled with life as you drew shapes in the snow-blanketed ground with your finger, unable to hide the excitement in your every step. Bitter thoughts festered in his mind as he watches you, and he considers being a little mean. It didn't matter if you were to be mad at him, anything would be better than the stiff-lipped silence you guarded yourself with. Maybe he should do as the dark corner of his mind urges, and grab your frigid hands and drag you back home, or let you stay in the cold as long as you'd like, until you were frozen to the bone and shivering, and refuse to offer his warmth to you no matter how many times you looked at him from the corner of your eye.
He could be cruel too, if he wanted to. And he did want, but as much as he wished to give in to the intense resentment that coiled around his heart and squeezed in hopes of soothing the pain and the aching loneliness inside him, Kaeya decided against it—more than anything, all he wanted was to be the source of your happiness. He didn't feel any better after denying himself petty revenge, but...you would appreciate the sentiment if you knew, wouldn't you?
He laughs at himself; who was he kidding? You'd appreciate nothing that came from him.
Still, he tells himself that he can appreciate the scene before him. What was a few more hours of yearning, or wanting, to him now? He leans back against the crumbling wall, and watches you fall back onto the thick snow, looking up at the empty white sky with a large, uninhibited grin, rivalling the brightness of the sun.
He looks up too, only to try and find what brought you such joy; but he thinks that the unmoving clouds and chill in the air are nothing compared to the slow, cool breeze of the nights he brings you out to the balcony, blanketed by the twinkling stars and a serene silence. But of course, then, you'd never have such a lovely look on your face, and that makes the current picture all the more enticing.
Kaeya languidly stretches out his arms, hoping to catch your attention, "I think it's time we leave."
For a fleeting moment, he hopes that you'd turn to look at him with your joy still lingering, but you sit up and stare at him, and your solemn expression says it all. Any tranquility you may have found at the moment, any semblance of peace shatters the minute he foolishly spoke out, but you still looked at him, and he can make do with that.
Still, there's no protest from you, no dragging of feet, no regretful glances back. You let him hold your hand and walk alongside him back the way you came. It's not much, but it's something, and it starts a bright flame of hope in him.
Just like how you stubbornly braved the cold to indulge in your little desires, Kaeya thinks he can bear the frigid iciness of your heart, and maybe someday, he can thaw it out, too.
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dropoutfailure · 8 months
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my fav ship dynamic except it's just my OCs Mishka + his dad Gustav, because I was starved for content, so I made my own food. dadson + guilt + weird messed up trans guy content. 💘
I so badly wanted to keep it simple and do an actual "ship dynamics" simple sketch vague-ing about my characters, but um I guess I had it in me to do more today. how.
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