I haven’t been on in a long time because I’m waiting for my pre-ordered Don’t panic to come in the mail(even though its been out for like a week now) and I don’t want to listen to any of the songs until then. I feel like tumblr may make it impossible so I won’t be on much until then.
Haven’t been on this blog much either so yeah.
Uh so I can’t go on anyones blog or even my own for that matter. Not sure why, I can go on my dash fine. If anyone knows why this is happening, could you message me? I can’t reply either but I can make a text post to respond.
Really glad that I put things in the queue to post yesterday.
Because only I would spend my night looking up books on psychopaths.
The music video for loveless for said the whale is actually so cute.
I hate how my mother is turning cold towards my dad and I but still loves my brother. When she has her bad days she always snaps at us, never my brother. Clearly she has favourites.
I just want to be myself and have people like me for who I am.
People always ask if others are okay but the truth of it is, they don’t care whether they are or not. They ask but don’t care and that makes me sad.
It’s weird,how insignificant everyone is but yet how important we are. If I were to die, it would effect my parents, close friends and have some impact on the people in proximity to me. People might be sad, marking the day a tragedy, while, somewhere else, they’ll consider the day of my death to be the best day ever, not because I’m gone but because I have no effect on them. People will be celebrating birthdays, going to work and continuing their lives. They’ll never know nor will they really care about me being gone. It was like I was never there. I never even left a dint in the world. But at the same time I did leave a dint. Funny how that is.
I feel like, if I get skinny enough, pretty enough, then people will like me. I feel like I’ll become smart, have friends and people will find my jokes funny. I feel like everything will be better If I could just be skinny enough.