Moki Mrs Kiss - Tumblr Posts

me looking at the people who makes fun of my "childish" things but I know who would find it cute:

I have the worst thoughts in school, because there's no way people can be this mean!

Life actually is a velvet crowbar hitting you over the head.

Buying makeup and clothes is actually way better than sex.

I guess everyone has their own way of showing affection. But sometimes I wish it didn't hurt so much to be loved.

I need more stickers to decorate my lighter asap!!!!

I don't want a diagnose just for attention, I want it because I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy for no reason.

My lore is so complicated not even I remember some details of it (I have severe post traumatic memory loss).

I feel only hate when I'm stuck and have to deal with people I don't like. Why are adults so immature and love picking on teenagers? Please, leave me alone.

I get so awkward now with new interactions. I miss my old school, at least people talked with me there.

I hate when people stop liking things just because it started to be a trend or being called "too basic". Like, yeah, my favorite fruit is strawberry and my favorite color is pink. What's the problem with that? Strawberries are delicious and pink is so so prettyyyy!

My toxic trait is hearing something I don't like and acting as if nobody ever said that.

Why can't I ever have normal friendships? It always end up in them saying they like me or destroying my mental health. It feels like I only have my boyfriend and my best friend in this world.

I'm not flirting with you. I was just being kind.

Me cooking my emotional support brownies everyday after school because otherwise I will cry and scream in front of everyone there:

My mom is genuinely such a kind being. She has always been mistreated and misunderstood even when she was just a little girl. She deserved better and people still say she's crazy or shit. My mom definitely has some issues, but it's not her fault and she's working to solve them! And even when she could just abandon me, which I would totally understand because my dad was horrible, she still took care of me and gave her best to learn how to be a good mother. It's obvious we have some arguments, but I know it'll pass and in the end she'll still love me. She's such a hardworking woman with a sad story and good heart.

Things are so shit that I stopped wearing makeup to go to school because I cry even unconsciously.

Just because I don't remember all the shit you did to me doesn't mean you didn't do it. I'm just extremely attached to our good memories that my brain forces me to forget about the bad ones even though it hurts.

Why is it so hard to trust people. I hate being called heartless just because I can't show my real feelings.

I don't want to continue being tied to someone who doesn't love me anymore.