guess who suffered traumatic events today?
me.
j ee ZUMS
holy mother of fuck
i love oh wonder
their new album??
weak in the news atm *fans face*
theres a big ol groundhog and i hope he likes bologna and eggs
no waking me up at nine am when i went to sleep at 5
no i dont care if the chicken sLID UNDER THE FUCKING WALL
i need 12 hours of sleep to even somewhat function
i wanna become a falconer so that i can just be sittin somewhere and then BAM FALCON
"caw caw motherfuckers"
or at least more birds. i love birds. all birds. love bird.
have i ever mentioned that in a year or two i'll be able to?? go to florida keys for a whole month to study marine life and????
OH MY GOD
thats so exciting and im so young so i'll have so much experience once i finally go to college and everything??
marine life is just so fascinating
life in general is just amazing
what did we do to deserve planet earth
07-18-2017, 08:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-18-2017, 08:27 AM by toby.)
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almost never, really
it's selfish because it just drags attention to me when i don't deserve it
but my parents are dying. they act like they aren't, but they are. i can see it when they smile. my mother's recovering from cancer, she has doctors appointments in a few hours, actually. my dad has mental issues that interfere with the signals sent to his heart. at any moment he could have a heart attack.
i'm not far behind, in a way.
i have bad lung problems. two years ago i caught pneumonia and if we hadn't caught it so early, i wouldn't be here. when i was four, a few days after christmas, i was coughing so much i couldn't breathe. i passed out while my parents rushed me to the hospital. i woke up in the early morning, lightheaded and looking half dead. i never talk about when i'm in pain because my family already has so much to deal with. i don't do any activities because my siblings do so much, there's very little time for me to squeeze in. so i don't.
because my parents aren't doing well and the fact that my brother is a bigoted asshole, it's fallen to me to being a strong person in the family. my younger sisters need someone to look to and i'm not letting them fall victim to my grandmothers. so i act strong. i act positive. i act nice. i'm not, i'm none of those at all. i'm just a big fat liar.
sometimes offhanded comments i only make around friends slip around my mom. she doesn't understand my lack of self-confidence, my lethargy, my inability to simply talk to people over the simplest things. i feel like she wants to understand, but she doesn't, she won't be able to.
more often then i'd like, i realize that i don't really mind the idea of not existing. not suicide, no. not death. just, no longer me. i'm gone. but then i remember i have people to live for. i have a girlfriend who's the light of my life, and sometimes i cry because i'm so damn lucky to have her/them, and i would gladly stand against the world to be with her.
but sometimes the world gets to me. i just want companionship. i want a new dog. i want a new bird. i'll admit i'm a sad and needy person who desires physical attention and companionship. animals have been my escape. but my parakeet died a week after christmas. my dog is too energetic.
i'm sad and tired. i can't sleep enough because sleep won't do anything for me. why do i do it anyway?
why do i complain like this when i know it's selfish?
i'm needy and selfish, i'm inconsiderate because people have it worse than me and i feel like i don't have the right to complain because i live a privileged life. i don't deserve anything i have.
i'm sorry.
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