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Being happy hurts. It’s one truth of the world no one wishes to speak about. Being happy doesn’t allow for sadness. Being happy doesn’t allow for others to help you. And lord forbid that you actually say that you aren’t ‘happy’.
“But you have a such a good life”
I keep seeing these people on TikTok — not sure if they’re white supremacists, neo-Nazis, or just bored and brain-rotted — saying things like “never mix your white snow with dirt.”😃They say “don’t mix” like their ancestors weren’t already remixing within the same three branches.It’s always the ones with cousins for parents preaching about “purity ” . I’d never pollute my bloodline with yours — I have standards....... and a full set of chromosomes.maybe I’m just getting worked up because I happen to be mixed.Anyway, somebody, please confiscate the phones of these inbred clowns.🤣
nintendo isn't even a game company anymore. they're a walking legal department that occasionally releases a game that is technologically half a decade out of date
You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it.