something something the performance of self online

also i have like one really religious friend that i dont want to lose so. here we are

i don’t usually regret it, bc honestly that’s how i’ve finished a lot of really great video games lol, but damn. i gotta start Doing Things.

like what a teenager ass thing to have to post but this always happens and i hate it

it makes me so angry. i’m not faking it. i’m not trying to be all “woe is me.” my back is fucked up and it twinged. leave me ALONE

it’s lust it’s SA it’s shame around purity culture yadda yadda but that ugly fucker was a goddamn rapist and i struggle with seeing that onscreen. anyway

i know it’s supposed to be gross. like. obviously it’s supposed to be uncomfortable. but i don’t know how to emphasize to you /how/ uncomfortable and in what way i was like. the inside out guys in my brain were writhing around as i stuck with the story to finish it

this is also why nobody can tell you your exact future using cards. they literally don’t do that. their meanings are all very ambiguous. if someone gets details on you from the cards they’ve found your social media and are reading your body cues lmao