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I really feel like su*c*de would be damn better than whatever I am

strnlvrr

I think I hate myself more these days, more than I ever did in my life.
          
          Cause somehow everything else is just fixed.
          Through the years things fixed themselves, they really did. 
          
          And now, somehow the only broken part of my life left is me.
          
          -someone whom I do not even recognise as myself.
          
          I ran, hid, avoided, faced, cried, laughed, loved, hurt, isolated, oversocialised, pretended, questioned, talked, ignored, stayed quiet, screamed, found people, left alone, confused, over aware, hated, respected, feeling so much, feeling nothing, trying to feel something, trying to feel nothing, slf harmd, tried to not sh, gave up, stuck to hope, broke my very soul to dust and somehow guiltily held it back together alone in a heap.
          
          The very heap that is the only broken part left of the remains of me that I no longer recognise as my own.

strnlvrr

Its been more than 2 months since I have watched untamed and yet I cry almost every other day if not every about how much xian gege had to go through and how much I hate all of them for putting him through that or letting that happen

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Bro the ep 4 of me and thee damn like 
          The musical (made me laugh so bad like it was hilarious man)
          William as Rome (open secret but the way I was legit screaming in my head)
          Peach and khun thee spending the day together (cute tbh)
          Wiwid being fired and then shot (satisfied)
          Peach and plub at their home (love it)
          Peach’s traumatic past (let’s see what happens)
          But like love this bro