people romanticize social awkwardness and anxiety until you genuinely dont know how to talk to other people and you’re dry and don’t talk much unless its something you’re personally interested in / want to talk about

it’s getting to the point where as much as I love talking to my friends about the things I feel like talking about and being able to share things I find funny with them, I’m starting to wish I just didn’t have any friends at all because some of them shame me for not being talkative or responding to them in the way they want, and my relatives are displaying how they don’t like me just because I don’t talk a lot in petty ways like stealing from me and not wanting to give me food so they tell everyone but me

if you dont want lame responses from me just don’t fucking talk to me, okay? I don’t ever mean to seem like I don’t care so I try to sympathize, but I actually don’t care at all and often times people start talking me when I’m doing something or want to be left alone, so not only do I just not give a shit, you’re also just pissing me off and that sometimes influences dry, short replies

ik you’ve ALL heard this song before

https://open.spotify.com/track/1De425SCFJULIHbcmeebUw?si=O2YurRjORKi_lb3Uq_2BDw

Lost in the fog
I fear that there’s still further to fall
It’s dangerous 'cause I want it all
And I don’t think I care what it costs

I shouldn’t have fallen in love
Look what it made me become
I let you get too close
Just to wake up alone
And I know you think you can run
You’re scared to believe I’m the one
But I just can’t let you go

I’d let the world burn
Let the world burn for you
This is how it always had to end
If I can’t have you then no one can
I’d let it burn
I’d let the world burn
Just to hear you calling out my name
Watching it all go down in flames

Fear in their eyes
Ash raining from the blood orange sky
I let everybody know that you’re mine
Now it’s just a matter of time

Before we’re swept into the dust
Look what you made me become
I let you get too close
Just to wake up alone
And I know you think you can run
You’re scared to believe I’m the one
But I just can’t let you go

I’d let the world burn
Let the world burn for you
This is how it always had to end
If I can’t have you then no one can
I’d let it burn
I’d let the world burn
Just to hear you calling out my name
Watching it all go down in flames

Let it all burn
Oh, I’d burn this world for you
Oh, baby, I’d let it burn
For you

I’d let the world burn
Let the world burn for you
This is how it always had to end
If I can’t have you then no one can

oh the horrors

I wouldn’t eat if I could live off of liquid I’m such a drinkaholic I’m salivating

COME TO PAPA DIABETES!!!

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I don’t not care about any of my friends or the situations they go through, but at the same time it’s like… I’m not going through it, why do I have to give you advice? Why do I have to respond “adequately” to you? I’ll reply, let you know I listened or read what you said, but I’m not always sure how to reply, if ever.

-my aunt who wants to find any reason to call food unhealthy because she’s mad she’s a type 2 diabetic and I’m not

w eats? mashed potatoes + gravy + country fried steak (HAHAHA AMERICA AMERICA 🇺🇸)

like ok. I could just not respond to you at all. I can just fucking ignore you. seems like you’d prefer that at this point.

pork curry
and yes I did already eat some off the top

Bastet male/female

Rainforest male/female

Ashland male/female

just let me in the water vro. be up. get up here. let me down. I don’t want to break my ankles.

free me

His POV

My POV

https://open.spotify.com/track/73H05VMCvcMqrvaM0RPare?si=uTOKrLUiT5qRGbWzYN_8cA

“Bobby, you got to start us off for this one?”

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong

You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go?
I owe my soul to the company store

“Next up on the mic, we got our boy, Luke Taylor”

I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded 16 tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said, “Well, a-bless my soul”

You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go?
I owe my soul to the company store

“Alright, alright, I’m taking it up”

I was born one mornin’, it was drizzlin’ rain
Fightin’ and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol’ mama lion
Can’t, no high toned woman make me walk the line

You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go?
I owe my soul to the company store

“Johny, take a song”

If you see me comin’, better step aside
A lotta men didn’t, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right don’t get you, then the left one will

You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go?
I owe my soul to the company store

You load 16 tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me 'cause I can’t go?

I owe my soul
To the company store

https://open.spotify.com/track/6XYJ6RL7GkuDtLxXnsAPkd?si=0D-LXc0CQaGm1is1M5Wb-A

Hi, I’m seventeen, and my name is Bobby James
Every day in school, all my classmates call me names
And so this pusher introduced me to this thing
He said, “It makes you forget pain, but makes you sing”

I got pushed at home; at school, I was a wuss
Now my life’s a domino that pushers push
'Cause I tried it once, but I tried it again
Ran away, two weeks later, I seen my friend
And I said

“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”
Young and assed-out
“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”
Young and assed-out

Man, this would be cute if this were just a dream
A lesson for you to learn, except you’d learn through me
You know, like in the movies, when it ends with a scream
Well, fuck face, I got news; this is real, and I did things
Traveling from Virginia to Cali, broke
Hitchhiking rides, me and my Calico
Shoplift for food when it was desired
I miss my family, miss my friends
I’m so high, and so tired

“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”
Young and assed-out

“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”
Young and assed-out

(Hey there) Hey there, mister, give me some cash
(Could you help me, please?)
I’m high as hell and I’m ready to blast
(Could you spare some change for the world?)
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out
(For the world to see)
Young and assed-out

(Hey there) Hey there, mister, give me some cash
(Could you help me, please?)
I’m high as hell and I’m ready to blast
(Could you spare some change for the world?)
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out
(For the world to see)
Young and assed-out

“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”
Young and assed-out

“Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell, and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out”

Young and assed-out
Young and assed-out

Hey there, mister, give me some cash
I’m high as hell and I’m ready to blast
I’m just one hit away from being passed-out
Young and assed-out

Hey there
Could you help me, please?
Could you spare some change for the world
For the world to see?
Hey there
Could you help me, please?
Could you spare some change for the world
For the world to see?
Hey there
Could you help me, please?
Could you spare some change for the world
For the world to see?
Hey there

pork curry
and yes I did already eat some off the top

I’m friends with a grown man from Belarus. His sense of humor is inappropriate jokes, both offensive and sexual. I don’t mind it, I have established this with him.

However, I have a grown man mexican BOYFRIEND. I also have a habit of constantly hiding my phone from anyone who might try to take a peek, whether its intentional or not—as I often have a certain app open.
Cough cough.

I tell him this, and his response is “I only see you do it when you’re talking to Dozel.”

Yeah, you only see Dozel because he’s the thing I hide from you the least? You’re not supposed to see my c.ai chats, let alone know I use it LOL.

He said he’s uncomfortable with Dozel.

“You don’t have to cut him off, but…” we ALL know that means I’m supposed to cut him off right??