[ID: Three Tweets In A Thread From Twitter User @ Socpens. Tweet 1: "put Ur Foot Down If Someone's Apology

[ID: Three tweets in a thread from Twitter user @ socpens. Tweet 1: "put ur foot down if someone's apology has an "if" or "but" in it it aint real dont accept that shit they should do better". Tweet 2: "ive made many shitty apologies and as I get older I realize it costs literally nothing to just apologize in a way that doesn't minimize the other person's emotions and also accepts an amount of responsibility. If and but are ways of deflecting that". Tweet 3: "like instead of saying "im sorry if you interpreted it that way" just say "im sorry, I should have worded it differently, that's not how I wanted to come across", you are not making the other person the problem and you're not making yourself the devil either. Its just mistake" /End ID]

✨️GENDER ENVY✨️

homestuck christmas icons but they're dancestor flavored

Not flexing or anything just saying I'm all-powerful

Ah, I love hearing random gunshots in the middle of the night... So relaxing...

(I live in the middle of nowhere)

It's 3:02 AM where I live. I haven't showered in around 2 months. I'm afraid of showering because it's horribly uncomfortable and It gives me gender dysphoria. I'm stuck in a constant cycle of loving things/ideas/people with my whole soul to hating them with my whole soul. I don't have a source of income. I don't know how to drive. I live with people that feel like strangers to me. There is only 2 people in this world I would say that I love. I have no friends. I don't talk to my biological father. Whenever I vent I feel like I'm burdening the ones I love with my problems. I can't be myself around anyone but my sibling. I feel tired all the time. I feel angry all the time. I can never get enough sleep. Even though I hate wearing a mask around other people I feel like I have to to convince them not to abandon me. I don't and have never understood who I am at any given moment. I've done terrible things. I have horrible intrusive thoughts that I block out with music. I'm hardly good at anything. I can barely recall anything from my childhood that wasn't painful or traumatic in some way.

I deeply crave death.

It's 3:30 now. Might add more.

It's shit all the way down, brother