Waaa I don't want my days centered around me hating myself...... I have chores to do...
On a break from myself ^_^ and my life ^-^ and most other things
I dont know how to use tumblr. Nor do I know how to live. Arent those the same things?
If this keeps going I'll soon be a petplay mutt!
Mankind is made out of polyethylene
I like to hate myself because i really hate myself
I've always had this feeling deep inside me that the world, despite being a somewhat dangerous yet beautiful and almost fantastic place, doesn't have a place for me at all- I wasn't made for it and It doesn't have any business cattering to me. My existence here was a mere mistake, naturally ocurring, and will be solved one day or another. And doesn't matter how much time passes and how much I find beauty in life it wasn't ever made for my enjoyement. I am not meant to stick around, nor meant to stick with someone or to a purpose. There is no place I belong to. I never felt like I could stay. I only feel like I have to go.
I should learn something
I like to film videos in a 1st person pov and just speak my mind as i walk around. Well at least i liked doing so when i did it a week ago walking through an event. It feels like I'm a videogame character. Videogame characters comfort me
Can I say I like something without a ontologically evil divine force (my fuckass depression) taking it away from me real quick?
I really hate that I only feel good about myself if a person that dislikes me validades me. I think that I would much rather be hated than loved, many times. Someone who hates me is someone who seems me for who I am, so I want to appeal to them. Even in negative ways, sometimes
Being on tumblr for 17 hours reading discourse since youre like 15 was not infact that good for my brain.