I need to stop fucking crying

Nevermind. No fucking point. Fuck everything, I guess.

Somehow with sleep the feelings are ✨even worse✨ and I still don’t know how to fix them. I need to somehow become a genius at life and I have no idea where to start.

Ah yes. The crippling lack of self worth is rearing its ugly head again. At least on this app the bf isn’t here to see me question what the fuck he’s still doing here when I am so fucking far away from what he should be aiming for.

Need to disappear. Need to stop being a failure.

I can post this here since it’s still mostly void, but man work has got me seriously questioning if I’m the bad guy in society rn. I would never be willing to help these men if I wasn’t forced to for work, and it’s eating at me.

Answers I'll Never Have Part 7 archiveofourown.org/works/59835931

Evening Dose
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Answers I'll Never Have Part Five archiveofourown.org/works/59835931

I am remembering this website, I promise.
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Late upload. archiveofourown.org/works/59835931

Answers I'll Never Have Part Two archiveofourown.org/works/59835931

First Bluesky fic post. archiveofourown.org/works/59835931