I can never leave Tumblr because after years of sporadic therapy utterly failed to even approach the core of my problem some random tumblr user was like “I processed my trauma by writing a 10,000 word work of filthy fanfic erotica” and I was like “fuck it I’ve tried everything else” and now I’m 17 chapters and 20,000 words deep into an unpublishable work of obscenity and after careful literary analysis with one of the Beloved Mutuals I have come to some Terrible Revelations about my childhood and may now continue the process of Healing. Where else am I supposed to get this kind of experience. Who does this. Why are we like this. I’m never leaving. I love y’all.
i don't want everything around me to be chaos. i just want to be taken seriously for once, but i can't help it. i can't help myself.
People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
Lyon, France, 15 Mai 2024
i love six o clock because the clock looks so stupid. "|" like get real
I only follow back freaks and creatures of the night. I’m sure you understand
02 👟 raised on [tumblr]. 🐾 2024 boopening survivor 🦀🐎 crabhorse. because crabhorse.
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