I'm not crying, I'm echoing the weather 💅

I wanted to write a longform but luckily for you I got a panic attack and blanked

I feel like I'm made of glass.
So easy to see through me, so easy for me to break, so easy for people to get cut when it happens

The feminine urge to shitpost MORE to pretend I'm not sadposting every 15 minutes lmao

God gives their cutest plushies to their poorest hoe (me)

God gives their worst economic system to their most neurodivergent commie fuckers

In the end I only bought a cup cause I was overwhelmed and even if I wanted a plushie to cure my sadness there were too many things

Io: capitalismo cattivo
Sempre io:

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My 13 yo sister yassified the Rock