I Am Miserable.
i am miserable.
it is a “cry in the shower” kind of day.
A “fill your ears with water and hug your knees close” kind of day.
And i am a miserable creature who had to sit down in the shower today.
This is the kind of day that eats up every ounce of energy you have. It leaves you breathless while you lie on your side, mixing the salt on your face with the salt in the sea.
It is not a nice ocean that greets me this morning.
He tells me there is an end to it somewhere.
All I see is more waves.
I am holding cold water to my chest. Hearing rain pound against my eardrums. Feeling more water batter my already bruised skin.
And I am so tired.
when does this all end.?
i am
so
tired.
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IM A LITTLE YUCKY FUNKY BOY! LITTLE SLIPPERY SLUDGY SON! TINY WINY GRIMY LAD!
and for my last ability i get hungry easy
i dont wanna b lonely,
but sometimes im a ghost so-
do i have a choice?
i wish people would stop staring at me.
just because i dont have skin doesn’t mean i don’t have feelings
wait actually rb this and name as many mutuals off the top of your head as you can in the tags i’m interested
sometimes i just like to disappear for years on end. Others i can’t stand to be alone for even a moment.
sorta wish i could figure out why the hell each of those things happen.
sometimes i see someone existing and i just get so happy that they do.
like a warm summer breeze and grass and cat fur and head thrown back in joy.
Lovely people are just my favourite
i think that in the world there are little birds.
These little birds are delicate and must be held gently so as not to damage their soft bones.
it is a good thing to be alive in a world with little birds. Little birds i could hold, and give a little kiss.
the novelty of having a pet will never wear off on me i’ve had animals my entire life for 23 entire years and i still sometimes stop and go holy fuck there is just a little guy in my house
i sad
sometimes i just feel sad and so i must eat rocks and scratch little stars into the sandpaper walls that i live in
-come with mewe will lay under grass in moss and starsloneliness will be forgotten-
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