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THIS IS THE @rustservant.bsky.social VENT ALT ACCOUNT. IF YOU ARE BLOCKED VERY SAD. I DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW MY PERSONAL ISSUES. OCCASIONAL POSTS FROM OTHER PARTS, VAGUE POSTING, AND SHIT YOU DON'T NEED TO UNDERSTAND IS POSTED HERE.
reminds me of this guy who ate burgers...
OHHHHH OKAY I GET IT NOW. NOT SUICIDE BUT I UNDERSTOOD WHY I COULD FATHOM THE IDEA OF SUICIDE.
so like

trying to visualize it.

you're half deathconsciousness and half aromantic is your personality.
is your current personality being aromantic?
girls kissing each other in a way that lends itself to a romantic connection
MY BELIEF IS THAT I AM ALREADY DEAD BECAUSE THAT HELPS ME COPE WITH. EVERYTHING I GUESS.
A LOT OF THE TIMES I SAY I DO NOT GET SUICIDE IS USUALLY PROJECTION BECAUSE I CONSTANTLY FEEL THE NEED TO REJECT MY OWN NEGATIVE EMOTIONS.

I REALLY REALLY REALLY WANNA KILL MYSELF, OR BE DEAD, BUT IGNORING IT IS EASIER. I GUESS.
A LOT OF THE TIMES I SAY I DO NOT GET SUICIDE IS USUALLY PROJECTION BECAUSE I CONSTANTLY FEEL THE NEED TO REJECT MY OWN NEGATIVE EMOTIONS.

I REALLY REALLY REALLY WANNA KILL MYSELF, OR BE DEAD, BUT IGNORING IT IS EASIER. I GUESS.
WE ARE SO BACK?
It's over IT'S SO OVER. IT'S OVER.
My life is so unserious.
It's over IT'S SO OVER. IT'S OVER.
My life is so unserious.
GASHER NO DON'T ABBREVIATE HAZBIN HOTEL!
HI. I AM TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW A 24 YEAR OLD ACTIVELY TEXTING A 13 YEAR OLD PRIVATELY IS BAD.
I'm a girl but like not in the transgender way. Who's with me.
Recently figured out you can feel two genders at the same time. Mind blowing shit. It was like the fucking Ratatouille cheese and strawberry(?) scene but I'm pretty sure Damara did a blinker on a year old weed cart before hand.
Boy is a girl color is the pink blue. Yes.
FUck.
If you laugh you doom the Hydeposting.
GETTING OVER AN OBJECT THAT BROUGHT UP HEAVY TRAUMA IN THE PAST IS REALLY NICE. IT'S SITTING ON MY DESK AND I DON'T FIND IT SCARY ANYMORE.
I THINK I'M JUST EXEMPT FROM HAVING ANY INSECURITY EVER BECAUSE I DON'T RECOGNIZE MY BODY AS MY OWN.

THERE'S SUCH A HEAVY DISCONNECT BETWEEN MYSELF AND MY BODY THAT I JUST DON'T SEE IT AS MINE. IT'S LIKE A HOUSE AND I JUST LEAVE HERE BECAUSE THE RENT IS DECENT.