fooji

why do i have to care so much? why do i have so much love? where am i supposed to put it?

i stepped on a snail by accident, i no longer deserve to live

HAPPY GAY MONTH YALL

live laugh loid forger, move yor its my turn to be married to him

i am exhausted. is it because of the lingering fear that eats away at me almost everyday thinking that i am made to be touched and not to be loved and that i have no real worth?
          
          surprisingly no, not today at least. it was karaoke night that tired me out today

i am so so hot and everyone wants to date me but unfortunately no one wants to love me

ive managed to write fifteen paragraphs (/lit) in a story about my oc and my friends oc and im not even done yet, send help

the androgynous urge to eat an entire bag of shredded mozzarella and regret absolutely nothing

when you were damaged and scared but you finally managed to open up to them only to realise they were just like everyone else

im not sure if this makes any sense but im a boy who looks like a girl who looks like a boy and idk how to feel about it