Hey guys, it’s me again… I know my topics are boring and stupid, but I just really need to put my feelings down somewhere where I know at least someone will see them and it won’t affect my life.
My brother’s abusive, if you don’t know already. And if you know me, you know that Ever since the year started I’ve started trying to be a lot more considerate towards things and people. I’ll cut this story short, don’t worry.
He got mad and made fun of me for caring about what fictional characters feel, after he tried to explain how “gay people can fuck the opposite gender” and I’m pretty sure he’s gonna force my character in my game ( which I based off of myself) to fuck one of his male characters. Not that short of a story, but it could’ve been longer.
Tomorrow I’m going to enrollment for my new highschool, which means this will be my last post for a long time. I’ll probably try to pop in some time around my birthday (9/11) to check in.
Every time I try to talk to someone, be it a random person on mpp, or just even my girlfriend, nobody’s there. And if someone is on MPP, it’s probably just gonna cause another conflict including someone yapping to me about things I did in the past. It really hurts when you try to make yourself better and all you hear is “But you used to, so you still are”.
My school starts on the sixteenth, and my school computer got shut off by the school on the first of August since I’m not enrolled in CPA anymore (Colorado Preperatory Academy) which means I can’t play games or draw to relieve stress.
Plus, the only one of my siblings who wanted their hair to be shorter was me, and my older brother had red hair, along with my little sister having some sort of bob cut.
Stay safe out there. Misty logging off.

You may think you’re talking too much, or that other people have worse problems than you… but it’s not true.
Everybody has their own problems, and they all mean the same amount; A lot.
If anyone needs to vent, my Direct Messages are open from 10 AM Mountain Standard-Time to 10 PM Mountain Standard-Time.
Your problems all matter, no matter how much it seems like your problems would be overshadowed by “Bigger issues”, They’re not. You guys mean a lot to me, so I want to be there for you.

When you look at the album, you might think something like “Cool, queen music.”
when I look at it, all of those feelings come back. I sat alone by a radio with only the AM and FM radio options and this disc to put in it. I had no friends, and people on MPP barely noticed me. I found solace in the world of music and art.
However, as my test scores dropped and my emotional distress became almost unbearable, my dad threw away my radio because I couldn’t get my grades up.
That was the first time I tried to hurt myself.
Seeing this album brings one of two emotions - when I see it physically I feel all of that pain coming back - when I hear the songs, I think of how far I’ve come.
Even if I can’t play the CD anymore, I still listen to some of the songs written on the back of it to show me how much I’ve grown from that manipulatable, lonely kid to a lonely teenager with 25 years of experience built in 9 years since I moved from my birthplace.

Glenn, your voice means just as much as all the others. Know that if it seems like nobody cares about your existance, I’m here for you.
And not everything’s your fault, you just happen to get caught up in the whirlpool of it all.
I hope you get a chance to smile this week.

Well, it’s a bit complicated.

My mom’s dad was a bit of an asshole to her and her three siblings as they were growing up, so none of them know how a parental figure would act.
Now they’re all thrown into being parents (except Josh, he’s still paying for his literal crimes) with people who they think can help them.
Mom and dad met at a Wienerschnitzel mom was working at in california. I’m still piecing the story together to this day, so I can’t really say much of it.
At first, dad got a job to support his son, Bryce, while mom did whoknowswhat.

Then there was a second goblin.

The silent goblin.

The second goblin ate kitty litter and barely even cried most of the time. She was quiet but resilient in her efforts.
Mom had to get a job and dad decided to look after the two children. The first one had become extremely childish and refused to not sleep in the two parents’ bed. Meanwhile, the second one was ready to be completely independent.
By the time the first one had reached nine years and the second one had been seven, another goblin was created.

She started out quiet and calm, but things turned on their heels when something went wrong. (That shit was LOUD)
Nevertheless, the mother continued to work as hard as she could.
And the father had to learn something that was crucial to the mission.

Patience with children.

This helped him be much calmer in his approach towards many things since he would eventually be what those three kids would think of when they thought of ‘parent’.
And the mother tried as hard as she could to keep those four alive for as long as possible.
When 2020 struck, the first goblin had given up completely on being a good person. The third had developed extreme anger as well as she began to learn how to talk.
The second?
Well…

She joined a piano site.

Nobody can hear you scream.

@FinnyWinny Pass or pass bro, pansexual edition

@Calistaa The second?
Well…
She’s GAY

Here.

@Cursed-Cucumber maybe??

Guess which one is me.

my friends punch me :>

slides into ur dms

no guys it’s my fuckin birthday why would I make a post about 9/11 that’s just cruel

You know what that means… :>

lashauna or some shit??

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