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remember how i asked ppl for their real names in my giveaway? here’s the reason why: a button that i had sent out as a giveaway prize in fucking march just came back to me in the mail. im pretty salty about having spent 7 bucks on international

Called a guy out yesterday for just straight up falling off the face of the earth and not answering my texts, a day after he was all omg I can’t wait to meet you blah blah and being needy and shit, YET always looking at my snapchat story. Oh, he

fuck.fuck.fuck.

fuck school; i just wanna dance.

So fucking tired of being insulted and called ugly all the time because you dislike that my hair is red and it’s “unnatural.” There’s so much I don’t do because of all of you and your fucked up perceptions of beauty. So

EDC is 3 days away now, and I still have to make 16 cuffs plus singles. Why do I always do this to myself :‘c

So over everyone & everything at the moment. I’ll update you all on my EDC experience later. I need to disconnect myself from the world for awhile & just watch anime & read manga. K bye for now.

I hate distance so much. I just want to be held. :c

I think I’m going to be impulsive and dye my hair red today. I don’t care anymore. I’m done feeling ugly.

Tbh I just want really rough, angry sex right now please then after we can make pancakes with strawberries, watch anime, & stuff. K.

Some of you males (mostly) on here are pathetic. I clearly have a boyfriend. If you even spent a minute or two actually looking at my blog it’s pretty obvious. It’s beyond disrespectful to try to hit on me, or make inappropriate comments when

Aren’t people over Group Therapy yet? Like seriously, it has been Group Therapy since 2011…

New Skins is so depressing, like I can’t even contain my feelings right now. :c Effy is soooo gorgeous though, always.

I don’t appreciate being lied to honestly.

No one on here says anything to me anymore. :c

I always end up feeling alone and left out no matter where I go. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to connect to people, besides the select few that deal with my bullshit on the daily. Even then, I feel like they would be so much more happier

I don’t know if I like the notifications being on a whole separate page, it kind of takes away from it. I do like that you won’t miss any notifications and notes though, but yeah, it’s just weird. Maybe it will just take awhile to get

Deer Princess at EDC day 2. Sorry for the late upload.

I feel sick, sad, & extremely pathetic tonight.

Tumblr makes me so sad sometimes. I feel like everyone is so sad most of the time. I wish I knew a way to help everyone, and take away all the sad, tears, and pain. But I can’t. I don’t even know how to fight off my own demons, how can I help

I just want mochi, boba, sushi, rough sex, & anime so I can stop thinking so horribly for once in my life. Choking, biting, spanking, bondage, hair-pulling, all that would definitely help right now.

I wish I could save all the animals in the world, but I can’t and nothing in the world makes me sadder than that.

Sorry that I haven’t been posting, or responding to anyone, or anything really. I’m sick of reality, and I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.

I think I’m getting sick and Q-Dance is in less than a week. Ugh.

I don’t understand why people think it’s ohkay to try to trick me to eat meat. You don’t have to agree with my beliefs, but it’s beyond disrespectful to try to make me eat it. I don’t force anyone to not eat meat. While

I don’t understand how people still enjoy Dash Berlin honestly. He literally plays at every Insomniac event. I’ve seen like him maybe 9 or 10 times (not because I necessarily wanted to besides the first few times). Literally of those times

I have homework, but all I want to do is dance around to Damage Control. :c

Whenever I feel like things are getting slightly better, and I’m actually capable of doing certain things, however little they may be, things always get ruined again. Nothing good ever lasts with me. I should probably just go back to hiding in my

I know how horrible of a person I am. I cannot stand myself. I cannot stand the way I am. I cannot stand how I let this illness consume me for years. I can’t stand how no matter how hard I try I can never be happy. No matter what you say, and how

I hate reality, please just let me go back to Q-dance and dance under pretty lights for the rest of my life. K thanks.

soooo much to do for escape still. fml :c

hellllllllllllllla stressing for Escape. The main part of my outfit ripped, and now I have to redo the whole process, plus make more kandi :cccc But it will all be worth it in the end hopefully.

The voices are back in my head again. This can’t be good.

Distance ruins everything always, or maybe it’s just me.

My anxiety has been really bad this week. I cannot deal with this anymore.

I have good intentions, but I have the ugliest qualities because of everything that has happened thus far, and no matter how hard I try to stop them, I can’t. In the end I’m going to end up with no one. Everyone gets tired of me eventually,

I got my hoop today, and I tried playing a bit and I fail at life lmaooooo. There’s also no room in my house, and of course it’s raining the one day I want to go outside. But I love rain, so oh well. Hoop will have to wait.

People are exhausting and annoying, and I just want to become a cat please so I can sleep, eat, cuuddle, roll around, and meow all day. K, thanks.

I have the worst anxiety tonight, and there’s no way I will be getting any sleep like this. :c

It’s cold and I just want cuuddles, anime, tea, and kittens please.

I’m sad and it’s cold and I don’t want to go to school today. I just want to lay in bed and go to sleep for a year please.

No one ever says anything to me on here, facebook, or real life hardly, and as much as I try to be decent alone, which I can do most of the time, other times I just crave intellectual conversation. I don’t know if it’s because I come off as

I’m cold and I don’t want to sleep alone anymore. :c

It’s cold, I can’t sleep, and I need someone to hold me. Ugh.

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I cannot help you and that makes me feel insanely insignificant and somber.

I don’t even know why I even let myself get my hopes up or invest my feelings in anyone anymore, when I already know the outcome. I just end up feeling even more empty and broken when my feelings get thrown back at me.

I kind of really want to get one of my nipples pierced, then maybe I’d feel better about my boobs. I don’t know.

I need to rave again soon, or I will go insane. Preferably an underground. Music is one of the only things that remind me I’m still alive.

I am so tired of everything. I want to sleep for eternity.

I’m so over people. It’s really disturbing to see the same people that called me a druggie and e-tard because I raved now going to every single massive or well known event now. I am not against introducing new people into the scene and showing

I don’t get how hardly anyone liked anything hard dance, now everyone is suddenly all obsessed and in love with hardstyle. Where were you all this time….?

It is annoying how a good mood of mine can be ruined in 2 seconds, and stay ruined for days and days and days after. Meh.

I don’t really trust you or anyone anymore actually.

I don’t know if I want to be Usagi anymore in her normal outfit, because I feel like all these basic bitches are going to be her, and I really don’t want to be a basic bitch. But there is literally no time to try to plan something else at

TVD is actually good again now that there’s no love triangle bullshit dragging it down and ruining it and the constant prattling on about Elena and blah blah blah is over Now the show can actually DO things and move on

It fucks me up to have just realized that I’ve never really lived my life for me… It’s always been for someone else and maybe that’s why I’ll always have this unfillable void. Like, i don’t wanna fucking be here no more, i havn’t

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