勇気 • he/they • artist • 22y • DM OPEN • demibisexual • @RaizkFluff 💜 • wolfdog • furry • musician
Pripyat
Joined February 2019
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Man, I really need a 1TB SSD... but they’re so expensive... and I’m only making 30 dollars a month... I miss making music
Honestly... I just don't get my family. They don't respect the fact that I have a girlfriend; they keep calling me up and trying to introduce me to people who are the complete opposite of me. I mean, I’ve already said, "I have a girlfriend", and for God’s sake, I LOVE my girlfriend! Sometimes I just want a bare minimum of respect, but then again, what can you expect from my mother’s side of the family? Not an OUNCE of manners or respect
It’s so stupid to think that I paid for a visa and got approved, believing I’d actually be able to visit the United States, what was I thinking?
No fursuit, sometimes no food, sometimes not a single penny to my name, barely scraping by on 30 dollars a month... what more could I possibly ask for? It’s a choice between living or dying...
Man, spending Halloween in the United States would be so cool; I’d stuff myself with candy, especially Snickers!!!! Yeah, I’ve definitely got a sweet tooth.
My parents are worried about their finances... man, I’m wondering if what happened 15 years ago is going to happen again... am I going to end up moving back home for good?
I hate group work where nobody tells you what each person is responsible for, the deadline is tomorrow, and you still have to record a video explaining what you did in the project, then there's a design project, which the professor ONLY MADE AVAILABLE TODAY, and it's due Friday, please kill me!
It’s strange, at the end of last year, I was getting to know people who are important to me, and now it’s odd how contact with them has dwindled. I may be busy, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about the people close to me; I just fear that they might not hold the same affection for me that I do for them.
Well, I wasn’t going to talk about this, but it’s been weighing on my mind. A few days ago, I was out and nearly got stabbed, it was just a random street fight, a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. I managed to get away and run off. It was a huge shock; I went home and calmed down, but days later, I found myself thinking... I could have died, and no one would have ever known. I only have one friend in real life, everyone else I know is online, and I’ve really been dwelling on that... I could die, and no one would ever know what happened to me. So I found myself wondering if I’ve played any role in this life, perhaps in someone else’s, at least, but I believe that once I die, no one would remember me. I feel like I’m "just a fleeting memory."
With each passing day, the environment I live in is making me ill. I’m far away from the people I love, which leaves me feeling anxious and needy. I’m becoming exhausted; university is draining my passion for creating, and there’s this sense of loneliness. I desperately want to get out of here and be happy.
