someone told me to write down my feelings so here we go.
my name is hunk and i feel alone. my friends are all out doing things, hanging out, being happy. im just.... here.
alone.
not everyone notices my pain, i thjnk pidge way notice some things, but she doesn't seem to point it out.
im partly thankful for that. id rather not talk about my feelings, they confuse me enough, why would i want to talk to someone else about it?
cooking has changed my life. its my escape, and even in space with the weird ingredients i dont understand, i love it. i love that i can make people happy in some way.
i just want to be the one getting a hug instead of the one giving them, is that so much to ask?
my friends don't notice the pain though. they think im happy.
everyone thinks i am...
i threw myself into this.
its my fault that i feel this way......
im the one thags hurt myself by being bubbly.
i miss my family.
i miss earth.
i miss my home.
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Voltron Hell
De TodoVOLTRON HELL - living hell of me being obsessed with voltron. one shots, crack, headcannons, and much much more.
