hey fuckers


hyd


yeah, speaking of how you doin', dont you hate it when someone asks you that and you have to say "I'm okay, thanks for asking", or at least something along those lines?


like,

you'd have to explain all the shit. and you dont wanna relive it all, right?

who invited ''how are you?'', ''how have you been''? it's awful


then again i'm just ranting, so pay no mind if you dont relate ✨


but anyway yeah i fucking hate being asked that, cause i hate lying. man im so sensitive ;-;


for all the sensitive bitches (and men 😒) out there 😘




Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Introduction

Image
      Hmmmm yes cats are insolent, disrespectful creatures yet we love them, why are humans so strange? They just are. That's it. That's all. ..is what I would say if I wasn't interested in starting a website Hi. I'm me. But you can call me Mushi. I like to draw, read, and well uh just read this shit I guess. Anyway I'm gonna post random doodles I like and maybe a short story or two, enjoy ♡ 
Read more

Dream

Image
 so back when I was like, who the fuck knows anymore old, I had this dream. It was a normal place right, well not "normal" but normal, if you know what I mean. So anyway, I was walking down a path with horse stables on either side of me, there were like a hundred horses fifty on each side, and so many stalls. I think it was a carnival? But yeah i used to be able to do this thing where i could wake up voluntarily, but this time when i tried to do that... I appeared back in the same place, at the beginning of the lines of stalls. But something was different, everything was darker, the horses were blackish and the sky was red. Those were the only two colors other then the gray lighting on the black. I try again, it turns darker and the horses' eyes are bright red and hollow. Staring at me, I'm scared by this point, it becomes a nightmare. I cant leave, every time I try it gets worse. I woke up crying Goodbye
Read more