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sad-black: gothic-punk: therunnersam: cosmic-noir: reginaxr0se: rosyprncss: lagonegirl: please get on this! Protect Black Girls! We as community have to look after each other. She said that she was at a hotel in LA. People on Twitter were
I often wonder what it’s like to have a lot of friends who care about you.
sad anime boy
sad songs
Sad to say but I’d be happy seeing you miserable.. The way you used to make me feel, but not anymore
Sadly
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Sadness Never Scared Më.
sad stoner sadist
Sad SongMartine Dalton 1965 https://youtu.be/1_k_oAA5huk「ファニータ・バナナ」を歌ったザ・ピールズは「(バナナの) 皮」という名前が物語る通りのスタジオグループで、その中心人物は作者でプロデューサーのタッシュ・ハワードという人。「ファニータの父親」の声もこの人です。
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Sad or Sexual
Sadness
Sadly it was…. It needs to be fought for ruthlessly and. Brought back
you can’t come with me Claus. You died.
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sad-face: allisonpregler: phyxrak: elizabethmarten: when youre running late for saving your soulmate from a cursed pirate ship The single greatest scene in anything ever 😂😂😂😂 @skillzyo this is the single greatest fuck you to physics that
Sad horny and sober
I did this really ugly thing all day when I kind of shook my phone periodically and hoped to magically hear from people. I’ve also decided to stop looking at Facebook, because it’s either going to tell me 1. no one I’m friends with gives
You know that dead fish metaphor in the Hyperbole and a Half post about depression? That’s what I feel like I’m at right now. I’m surrounded by dead fish. Or something. And I’m basically balling them up in my hand and begging
I need a friend who is willing to be close to me as in check up on me or ask me how I’m doing sometimes that is maybe willing to have me liveblog shitty reality tv shows to them via text and able to visit my house once in awhile where I’ll
wow I wish I could go back to like. an hour ago. really really badly. I am actually incapable of being happy and I don’t know what to do
I’m on the verge of bowing out of my grad school program I am this fucked up and I’m supposed to be teaching 100+ ninth graders? you’re kidding right? I’m such a fucking liability and nobody should have to ever hear me speak about
I’m breaking down in front of my housemate. My knees are shaking and my voice is all over the place and I’m crying and it’s all because of someone who once upon a time was my best friend. I hate this. I hate this so much. I don’t
It looks like I’m just going to have to call a bunch of mutual friends and just be like hey I probably can’t be friends with you anymore, because I can’t expect you to stop talking to someone who has become very, very toxic to me, but
I think I’m ready for this three month long cry for help to be over. I cried. No one answered. I think it’s time to leave, because no matter how many times I scream and cry that I need someone, that I’m running out of time, I don’t
oh yes yes totally want to be alive when the housemate that kicked me out is saying WE WON’T APPROVE OF ANY NEW SUBLETTERS UNTIL WE INTERVIEW THEM OK I just… I give up. no one with the power to make my life better is ACTUALLY GOING TO
My favorite character got sexually assaulted and I can’t see my datefriend for another two days and everything is awful.
I finally fell asleep and oh wow I woke up and everything is still fucking awful. I have a teaching certification test tomorrow. I have a cover letter I should be getting edited. And here I am, pretty much wanting to die, because I let another person
#death #murder (stuff happening in the news)
also I forgot my headphones today and the bus I was on was making this weird screeching noise so I curled up against the window and covered my ears hoping no one would notice I was having a mini meltdown. on one hand, I’m glad I’m more aware
I just had a horrifying dream featuring ex friends AGAIN only this time it results in the people that haven’t left me yet getting killed feeling unsafe even when I go to sleep is actually infuriating
I hate that I keep handing in things late, because I’m a mentally ill piece of shit. I want to do things on time. I want to be a good student. But it’ll be a few hours before the assignment is due and I’ll dissociate or I’ll
I’m crying, because I got a B+ in a class and I’m a piece of shit 1) because I couldn’t get that 4.0 I wanted and 2) because I’m crying over getting a B+
suicide cw, assault cw jeeeeez I’m at the lowest low fuck. I guess I’m just realizing how hopeless everything truly is? My ex-best friend left me. My really close friend who ~understood me and made me feel safe violated me. Now any
brief assault mention idk I originally had plans about abandoning queer punk rock au due to what happened but after going to the con and talking to people about snk again fuck it. I love this au. I worked my ass off on it and actually wrote stuff
