I Should Stop Trying To Fit In, I'm Not Made For That

top five most important things you can give a character. 1. bisexuality. 2. autism. 3. so much negative rizz it loops around into irresistibility. 4. so many bad events. 5. a coping mechanism that’s cute and silly provided you don’t think about it too hard

Does anyone else feel lonesome?

Not lonely. Not alone. Just... lonesome. Like you don't feel connected to anyone. Like you never feel that you will find anyone that understands you, that will see you truly, let alone someone who will even like you. You see friends everywhere, but you don't see yourself in their place, like that is not for you, like you're not made for that and that's not made for you. You see people having fun and laughing and dancing and getting drunk and falling in love and you just... don't feel that for yourself. Like you're not supposed to have that, like you can't because it's not for you and you're not for it.

Like you're supposed to be seeing all these beautiful things in the world but not experience them yourself. Like you want to experience so much, experience everything, but be overwhelmed by it so you don't do any of it.

Like you want to be everywhere and do everything, but you don't belong anywhere and can't do anything. Like you're not supposed to be here. Not in a self-deprecating way but in an incongruous way. You want to live you want to be alive, but you feel you're not supposed to be. Not here at least, not like this. Just a presence in the world, not an active member of it. Even your body doesn't feel like home, your face isn't a face you recognise, like you're not supposed to have either. Like you're just supposed to be.

Like you're supposed to observe, but not experience.

people sometimes forget I'm a teenage girl who wants to do tenenage girl stuff

i fucking hate this body

sometimes I just wish about a fanfic life. a life where I can fall in love, live interesting adventures and having an exciting lufe I want to be in every day.

sometimes what a girl needs is to have a silly pretty apartment to rot, dance, make art, cry and eat peaches while topless

sometimes I have the most brilliant thoughts and when I want to write them, I sound like a five year old.

i love how tumblr is so niche

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* sparkling girl, sparkling soul

why cant i fall deeply in love?