I'm Tired Man - Tumblr Posts
THE GUILT
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And you're welcome @/bigboybird 😊
and now I'm taking a nap
ive lost a lot of sympathy for north americans and i hate that i have to be here because i know my ppl across the ocean are suffering for me to get access to the beautiful amenities in this evil continent. such a superiority complex that you can’t even expect solidarity from north american poc and north american queers because their proximity to privilege has given a superiority complex that some of yall genuinely think you’re better than non americans! yall think you’re better bc u got all these amenities while being ignorant of the fact that it’s all stolen glory! calling the rest of us underprivileged when it is DIRECTLY your fault! saying we can’t develop when anytime we try to better ourselves yall send one of your cia guys to start another coup so we can remain subservient to you while you keep sucking the life out of us like a fucking leech. i’m so tired of yalls entitlement.
i will never be sympathetic about 9/11 when yall braindead evil motherfuckers use it as an excuse to bomb innocent ppl
God, I swear I can feel my soul dying. I know I'm overdramatic, but geeze. Every single thing lately has been a fight or gone wrong or something. Couldn't even donate plasma correctly today. I'm tired. I'm exhausted. And every time something else goes wrong, I swear I can feel a piece of me die.
God, I'd do anything to have one person in my corner. Like really in my corner. Like helping me out and listening and just fucking caring. Instead I've for a cast of chucklefucks who demand too much from me and tear me down. I've taken care of everyone. Every single one of these assholes, and they let me flounder. My fucking boyfriend set me up and screwed me over and doesn't have the decency to at least listen to me cry.
I'm so fucking broken that I don't think I even want to die anymore. I think I literally just want to sit down and rot. And i don't know if that's better or worse. I feel like I'm losing myself.
I swear every single time that man lies to me, ditches me, ignores me, fucks me over, and tries to convince me I'm wrong when I'm hurt, I resent him a little more. And what else do I do? I need the minimal support he offers and I don't have any interest in starting over. Id rather drink bleach than let the wrong person fer close again.
And the fucker wants me to call him "Daddy". Okay, so act like it. Tie my shoes, cut my apples, take me out, support me a little, reassure me too much, and then fuck me like a cheap whore. Like dude does not understand the dynamic he's asking for and couldn't provide it even if his stupid Xbox's life depended on it.