one of the walking wounded

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    weltenwellen:

    I think I am breaking up with memory. again. I live
    by only that which will still allow me

    to do the living.

    Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from “I Don’t Know Any Longer Why the Flags Are At Half-Staff

    I wonder if this is how my life will be for eternity

    Obviously things will change everything will

    But this, will I always find the best time to empty out my heart when it’s only i in the room

    Will I ever invite someone in

    I keep having strange dreams, I wouldn’t say vivid but vivid enough to remember

    Old faces resurfacing from memories I thought I lost

    In the moment it’s great, refreshing almost

    And then the lights turn on, the alarm clock rings

    And I find myself hunting down the dream for just one more second where I’m not directly in control

    birthdays suck

    having to organize your own party sucks

    praying someone remembers your birthday sucks

    the one day as a child where you had all the attention is now a day where you timeframe your life changes

    if I knew this is what birthdays turned out to be I would’ve cherish mine own just a bit more

    danced a bit more, ate more cake, got a little more messy

    just wanna be invited to stuff yk? am I not letting people get close enough? I feel like I am, I don’t know why making friends is so hard, I don’t know how to get past that barrier and it’s getting so lonely being like this

    I am constantly sitting on a train passing by everyone I know and never being able to get off board

    I don’t know how much of this I can take anymore

    Idk how to get past the causal friend point I try to make plans I wanna be involved but I never can get passed that point and the fomo sucks


    I wish I was better at friendship

    alethiometry:

    i’m sorry but coach ben going from packing 5,000,000 condoms for a weekend in seattle to getting his leg chopped off by a 17-year-old girl to getting yelled at by another 17-year-old devout christian who thinks she can fly a plane from like the 1940s to getting poisoned/drugged TWICE by the first 17-year-old because he does not reciprocate her romantic feelings for him to getting completely overruled by the soccer team he assistant coaches when they ice out the team captain to absolutely fucking hating his life when they chow down on team captain’s half-cremated body is actually comedy GOLD

    volcanic-ghosts:

    still in utter disbelief that coach ben survived season 2. I figured he’d at least die of starvation, but nope! he has defied all logical odds. he also committed arson