i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself
I can’t believe people actually… clean out their likes. They go through all of their likes to reblog and remove shit. Like… how organised is that. How… what gives you that kind of motivation
is it like wrong of me to expect people to understand the fact that fictional characters are designed, rather than real people who are victims of circumstance? like is it too much to ask people to grasp that a character whos powers mean “oh she has to be almost naked” was intentionally designed to be that way?
I feel the mountains burn inside 