sometimes i’m just so scared of looking at myself. physically, emotionally, spiritually. whatever. because sometimes. there’s nothing there. i am no one. i am nothing. it’s frightening. where did i go? where did the Me go? why is there just yawning gaping nothingness? why can i not find worth or substance? hollow endless painful void. screaming. just. guilt.
me every 1pm – HHH i’m so sorry if you messaged me and haven’t gotten a reply yet (here && on IG) – i read them all and i think you are all so sweet and kind (thank you so much) and i wanna reply to you all asap but aaah life is so busy right now ;;v;;
i like compiling asks and keeping them categorized so it’s easier for everyone (and for future me when i decide to reread some of them) – but tbh i do the compiling when i have free time at work // that’s why i can’t compile them right now – there’s too much stuff to do in the office and when i get home i work on some art stuff until like 1am-2am and then repeat for the next day ;;v;;
i’ll try to answer a set this week (starting with the more recent ones) – but asdsgfdg please know i’m not ignoring anyone ;;v;; i really do appreciate you all and your support inspires me and keeps me going ;v; Thank you so much! ♥