Eve
@tenebrousMarionette
<>h, daring adventurer, y<>u have fallen right int<> my trap! F<>r y<>u see, n<>w I have y<>ur unlimited attenti<>n and I intend t<> expl<>it it, just as s<><>n as I think <>f what f<>r!
(( friends who live together get just a little drunk and start making out to "test lipstick" huh smh )) (( https://64.media.tumblr.com/cfa8a6167153c5170191e9779e01d37d/cb2fb751912fa336-4a/s2048x3072/c1633c0a57f6cfada542c282df067fb6580cfc62.png #suggestive #kissing #substance ))
G<><>d evening. H<>w is every<>ne d<>ing?
@edensBane why are y<>u hiding in private messages? D<> y<>u fear <>thers w<>uld see what a creep y<>u are? A perverted freak?
I f<>rg<>t being ill is exhausting... H<>w b<>thers<>me, I did n<>t get as far in my pr<>ject as I was h<>ping...
The s<>und <>f success is the sweetest music. P<>ssibly #suggestive. Well... I shan't say.
Teasing y<>ur friends until they are incapable <>f f<>rming w<>rds is, t<><>, selfcare. #suggestive
I can n<>t st<>p sneezing. If I sneeze and die because I hit my head <>n s<>mething, I want all witnesses t<> lie ab<>ut the cause <>f death.
I feel strange t<>night... My thinkpan feels like stuffed with c<>tt<>n and my b<>dy is sluggish, I l<>athe this. I need t<> make it g<> away.
<>ne thing I am especially happy ab<>ut <>n this w<>rld is the lack <>f men's public restr<><>ms. I think that is quite self explanat<>ry.
I can n<>t believe I had t<> read that with my very <>wn eyes with my evening c<>ffee. And g<><>d evening t<> y<>u t<><> #dashwatching #vaguep<>sting

Been seein' some shiet rrecently so youse needa rrememberr that trrans folks arre rregularr folks at th' end of th' night. And that not everry body looks th' same. Therre's trrans blokes with tits, eitherr by choice orr naw, and therre's trrans ladies without 'em ferr th' same rreasons. Surrgerry scarrs don't mean shiet about yerr genderr.
I am sure keeping <>neself g<>ing and functi<>ning barely because <>f an <>verwhelming sense <>f guilt is a g<><>d and healthy, l<>ng term manageable way t<> live.
I despise feeling this w<>rthless. I sh<>uld l<>ve myself, I sh<>uld see myself as w<>rthy <>f <>thers' l<>ve t<><>. And I try s<> hard t<> make myself w<>rth it, t<> make myself en<>ugh, but it never is. And I supp<>se I need t<> scream it int<> the w<>rld, because I am a pathetic attenti<>n wh<>re wh<> l<>ngs f<>r even scraps <>f affecti<>n, even th<>ugh I kn<>w they are n<>t genuine. H<>w pitiable I must seem t<> <>thers.
It turns <>ut stabbing <>neself with an embr<>idery needle hurts much m<>re than stabbing <>neself with a regular <>ne. And there is als<> much m<>re bl<><>d. #cw-bl<><>d
I wish my b<>dy did n<>t require sleep. It begs f<>r it s<> very desperately, yet it is refusing t<> take it when I <>ffer. S<> b<>thers<>me.
I might need t<> g<> find s<>meb<>dy, but I haven't the faintest clue where they c<>uld be and they might be in danger, <>r hurt and I simply d<> n<>t kn<>w, I d<> n<>t kn<>w.
<>h. N<>, perhaps n<>t tea. <>h g<><>dness. N<>, definitely n<>t tea.
I w<>uld like t<> st<>p thinking f<>r <>nce.
I can n<>t give in and g<> have a nap, I need t<> push thr<>ugh, <>r I will n<>t sleep in the day. But the exhausti<>n weighs <>n my mind s<> very heavily.
Truly, my patience kn<>ws n<> b<>unds. H<>w graci<>us I am.
I sh<>uld get s<>me praise f<>r my self-c<>ntr<>l, seeing that wretch ar<>und with<>ut lashing <>ut at him. #vaguep<>sting





