between delusion and prophecy
ad astra per aspera, annus mirabilis.
*i used to have a "this blogger is...[x]-positive" thing here, listing things i support and post frequently about, except i realized that it was akin to a disclaimer, and i don't want to issue warnings about myself.
so instead, hey: this blog often contains unapologetic support of a spectrum of aspects of the human condition. you can deal with it or see your way out.
troll(s) under my bridge
THIS BLOG MAY AT TIMES CONTAIN MATERIAL THAT IS NSFW.
IT’S EVEN MORE STUPID BECAUSE i remember lots of things about you that i really tried my best to pay attention to because i wanted the whole thing to last and now lots of things remind me of you and i want to erase you from everything because you’re just not who you were when i knew you. like not being friends with you has changed everything about you for me. everything you do is fake or annoying to me now idk how to even explain it and i can’t think about this without wanting to just shut myself up forever so i can avoid everything that would make me remember you
i want to write it all down and burn it and bury the ashes in a foreign country but even that’s more romantic than what you deserve
ugh even writing this a part of me is always defending you like you haven’t done anything wrong
i won’t ever be able to have a friend like you again