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ROGUE OF RAGE
Sometimes I wonder why I’m put here on this Earth; not in a depressive way or anything, like in a curious way. Am I meant to be an influence on someone’s life? Am I here to invent a new ice cream flavor? Am I here to destroy the incoming alien invasion?
When your friends vaguepost things about people offending them or pissing them off and you immediately think it must be something you did you just can’t remember what it is
But I have severe anxiety when talking on the phone to people I don’t know or don’t like. My dad calls bull shit on this and makes fun of me for it. Please reblog this if you suffer from this or know people who do. I wil write down all of your urls and show them to him.
DUDE I THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST ME HOLY SHIT
It’s actually a really common anxiety— and by the way, yes, I have it.
I’m thankful for Kazuki Takahashi.
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
oh my god you don’t understand how much i want to kiss you
or watch movies with you
or fall asleep with you
or drink coffee with you
or cuddle with you
or hold your hand
or go to amusement parks with you
or watch concerts with you
or bake with you
i want to do everything with you and it kills me to know that i cant
- that moment when one of your friends starts reading/watching something you’re obsessed with
- and you turn into a total freak
- WHERE ARE YOU AT
- WHO’S YOUR FAVORITE
- DO YOU SHIP MY OTP
- DO YOU HATE CHARACTER X HE/SHE/IT IS A BITCH
- WHAT PART ARE YOU AT NOW
- DO YOU LOVE MY BABY
- TELL ME ALL YOUR THOUGHTS
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