idk i can handle the heaviest topics known to mankind like murder, rape, gore but my eyes just give up on a single stupid rom-com which has no complex plot no story line nothing. ┗( T﹏T )┛ 1 reply
i just hugged my roomate because she came after so many days. i am not even familiar to her. i was reading 'Heesu in class 2' so i got a bit emotional and yeah i suddenly hugged her. my roomates started laughing she also laughed but i think she was weirded out. my roomates probably think im lesbian but sorry i am gay G-A-Y. its complicated. story f...... reply
my first manga was naruto (it was my first anime as well)
my first BL was probably some underrated fluff slop manwha i dont remember the names but it was like a guy with pink hair and brown hair? i dont remember honestly. i wish i could find my first bl that i read lol. it was probably on webtoons ╥﹏╥ 1 reply
As a person with multiple crushes in the past who all ended up ignoring me, toxic but kind-tounged parents who refused to accept me, younger brother who feels weirded out by me and hates to even be in my vicinity, friends/friend groups that always end up in drama and me leaving, relatives who are only looking to put me down over their child, grandparents dead or just too religious to the point it suffocates me, strangers on the internet feeling pity for me only because they hear my story but they do not know my entire self, i cannot believe in the sole concept of love or anything else. (=・ω・=)
what exactly is defined as love. subjective. yeah. (づ￣ ³￣)づ
my first crush was when i was 12. We would compete on who would write the fastest until his friends kept on teasing him and yeah, being weirded out, i was ignored. （/TДT)/
my second crush was my best friend when i was 14. he was the only person i talked to so much. lets call him tan. a shy and funny, nerdy looking guy, prodigy in math and mental arithmatics but somehow never topped class even though he was the smartest person i know. he got my interest for my first love, math, back. (i even took math aa hl in ib for him) we would spend hours chatting. and he didnt stop talking even when i left school due to bullying. he supported me through my hardest times and yeah one day he vanished. no matter how i tried contacting him, he vanished. it was probably because he was weirded out. ╥﹏╥
as an adult when i look back at these times, i feel nothing. i lost a funny rival, a true friend who made me want to live once again, and myself in the end. ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ
my third crush, and as ridiculous as it sounds, is a crush i made myself. when one of my roommate asked who i like i just replied with a random guy who would always say hi to me when i joined. i continued the lie and yeah all my roommates know about it. i hope this isnt weird. its not like that guy would want to date me either. like who want to date a 115kg person who does not look good like the other people. I'd probably die of diabetes before he even gets married. (⊙…⊙ )
yeah my parents are an entirely different story and it will take forever to give examples of other people in my life. but yeah i hope you do get an idea of why i don't believe in love. That makes me curious. How or why do you believe in love? i would love and enjoy reading fluffy stories of strangers on the internet. ⁄(⁄ ⁄·⁄ω⁄·⁄ ⁄)⁄
did eat while reading
did eat while reading
