16.06.2025 21:34
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And I really really really really really really really would rather be at work today.
This tattoo is over the spot where I had my first injection, in a weird gay bar in DC on trans night by what became my girlfriend for a while.
Every piece of the person I am becoming is in part due to the people I have met along the way. Sometimes I don’t want to keep going, but I guess I have to.
Okay MOM. 🙄
Can I choose to not?
Is tonight the night that I get drunk off fireball and break up with my girlfriends because I feel like too much of a burden and hate putting people through my bullshit?
Fuck this whole-ass brain.
Today I got my nostril, eyebrow, and belly button pierced, and got three new tattoos. They all kept me really positive and happy for a while but then I fell asleep and just woke up four hours later missing my girlfriends so fucking much I want to die.
Oh I love them all to death. Me and Pedro go way back, but goddamn do I just remember hanging out with those guys at Fest last year WAY later than anyone should’ve been awake.
You sure got some weird fucking uncles out of this deal.
See I’ve never really had that problem, but I also have a weird pain threshold from being bullied so much in high school.
One day, maybe. If I can get over my own anxiety bullshit.
Damn. I didn’t see those ones. I gotta get out more.
Prove it.
PP2PP file sharing.
No one has punched you because thankfully you’re not in the punchline, you’re in the long drink line.
Finally did my first tummy shot by myself. @splitjawhc.bsky.social shirt goes hard with this entire pic.
I, too, grow tired of the skazzarella schtick.
Honestly, those discords are so beneficial.
Fuck I need one of those.
YEEEESSSS
I am once again fucking BEGGING Chicago people to hang out with me. My mental health is in the absolute gutter right now and I’m really going to need it these next couple days.
Cuuuute
Sometimes I think I’m never actually okay, and that I only mask during spirals so people I care about don’t worry about me. I’m currently right back where I was two days ago, wishing I weren’t alive because my brain and my heart are constantly at odds with one another. I can’t keep doing this.
I’m probably just gonna stop using this damn thing. Barely any engagement and I just feel miserable shouting into the void all the time.
Honestly I’m with you on TWY. MAYBE Menzos(if you consider them a Philly band, which you should)
Any Chicagoomfs wanna keep me distracted these next few days? Both GFs are out of town on vacation and it absolutely tanks my mental health being alone.
Same tho
This is true, and how I came out to a gay friend of mine.
It’s hard for my brain to find any peace lately. It seems like no matter what I try to do, it’s not enough. I’m so tired of treading water to just barely keep my head high enough to only barely catch my breath. Giving up just feels so much fucking easier.