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- Locked by Br0wnieBunny on Sep 8, '16 8:45pmReason: drew wanted me to lock this thread. she told me to say "brownie oppress me and i gave up my dignity to the modz for asking this 2 b lock. pls dont hate me le1f. dark and the mods suk" don't get mad at me that what SHE said not me. dark u dont suk ily
Thread Topic: ✨â🌙💫👑
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borrringgg
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candy...
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What happened to me in real life? It's like I constantly slipped away from them, like I didn't give them a chance to stay with them. I didn't go with them anywhere, no adventures, no misadventures, no discovering new people with them, no fiber of the outside life because of inevitable introverted tendecies to stick inside and only experience the fan blading round and round for perpetual hours until I drone into a mantra of boredom. Is it because I am a completely unmotivated person? Am I scared of actually having a life where I can redeem it with pride, trials of success and error, the stage of life which I should be in relations with without my vile habits always taking control of the cabin of my brain? No coaxing can bring fuel of confidence back in the engine, I'm completely dysfunctional, and there I go further into the junk yard to deteriorate in a future dropout of society, not a glowing figure with a evidently exorbitant talent and intelligence with a swift boldness of articulation and well-roundedness. I'm a case that slowly worsens like a terminal disease, but I can easily hide it. But when my mind becomes shaken, it's like bombs that counter-trigger and spread like falling maligant dominos, and they all come crashing right into the psyche, like an induced sucker punch. I'm not happy, I've never been happy since around an estimation of the latter years. Facades can work wonders like cosmetics and makeup, because they conceal the flaws until you wipe and breathe again, but in this instance, I really don't want to breathe hypothetically. I don't know what I want. I don't know what I am. I don't know why I continue things that just instantly flop and it's clearly present that it's a natural born failure. I'm mortified of the outcome of my current existence, and it continues to terrify me of what's to come when progression runs a mill in my life. -
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hai
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haaaaiii
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wassaaaap?
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Meh.
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catchin' up on onision
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"you're a f---ing cuck. Cuck-a-doodle-doo"
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Ew.
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Ewww. D:
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My head is hurrrrrtttingggg.
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