Do Y'all Have A Relationship That Is Like Um You Both Like Each Other Romantically But Platonically Is

Okay so chat, i have this girl who's really nice to be at my class, we sitting together, we talk together, we just vibe together. Ykwim. But i can't stand it, she just points out my every flaw and it just makes me tweak. "Um your makeup is cakey" "you have a pimple there" "you have dandruff???" like, I KNOW!!!! ik she might be trying to make me aware or something. However this just makes me feel so self-conscious, i cried today because of this. Like, let me feel pretty for once bro. I know i look like skinless rat. And i can't even bring myself to be mad at her because she literally comforted me today because i cried my ass off at the class, pookie even gets me stuff from cafeteria. She's a good friend but the way she points out my every flaw just makes me want to break down yk ⁉️

Testing realism on fyodor as a punishment for killing my pookies.

he ugly af in my artstyle i loveb him💔

I need someone to read me my favorite books, i feel supported when someone i consider close to myself reads for me— i can't describe the feeling i had when my sister started reading for me during the time my vision was REALLY bad and couldn't read—also, i get overwhelmed by earphones, that's why i don't prefer listening to audiobooks—it felt like "oh, some people are accepting me and my disabilities" or maybe even understanding. I hope god let's me feel that kind of happiness once again in my life.

Mitski songs helps me think about who i am sometimes, some lyrics do certainly describe me at some point.

So here's an drawing that is supposed to reflect my feelings.

(reposting my art from pint #2...)

Okaaa lowkey curious moots where do y'all think i am from ⁉️⁉️ Take this as a guessing game

!! vent !!

I don't believe i deserve anything other than the necessary needs that will keep me alive, as an example; i don't think i deserve books, i don't think i deserve friends, i don't think i deserve human connection, i don't think i deserve having hobbies, i don't think i deserve having a blanket, i don't think i deserve having a phone, i don't think i deserve anything other than food, water and hygiene needs— and stuff like that. I am just someone who is overly selfish, i can't even take care of myself properly. I know i am talking absolute nonsense right now, but i don't want to just snap out of it and just try to brush it off. Because i think i deserve to suffer in my emotions, i don't really deserve anything. However, i keep selfishly using them. I am a terrible person who can't even figure stuff out by herself, i am a filthy someone, and i don't want to be comforted, i don't think i deserve to be comforted and feel happy. It's embrassing of me to talk about my emotions. I don't even understand what people see in me to actually care for me, maybe they think i will fit them as if i am an accessory? I don't know, can never.

"Kamojis should be left in 2020!" donnttttt careeeeee (≧∇≦) ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و (๑>؂•̀๑) ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ (˶ˆᗜˆ˵) ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) (๑-﹏-๑)◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜( • ̀ω•́ )✧

This man was probably raised by dinosaurs but let's make an expectation for adorable scenes.

Pookie wookie skunrkly cookie :3

It feels like we bsdpin community just came here from an apolovypspe or however you spell it and we are just sitting by a campfire talking from time to time and waiting for our other moots 😭

I have a disliking towards my own culture since it was literally the reason i got shitload of abuse from my teacher when i was like seven or smth, he acted racist towards me for like four years—and towards other children in the class, too—and now i can't bring myself to love where i am from, when i see people sharing about their cultures it just makes me jealous— like, i want to do that to!! I also want to share about my culture meanwhile being proud of it. However, i just can't stand it at the same time. Don't get me wrong, i have no problem people sharing about their own cultures. The problem here is me. I hate my own culture so much, but at the same time i want to share about it and be proud at the same time. I have really confusing feelings about it.