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wow this is really old
hallo this is my active blog just so u ~know~
musiquei forgot to tell everyone I moved to chiisai-feelings
eunhyeon replied to your post: Shanice. SHANICE. I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING…
WAT WAT IS ITUm. This.
what why
i mean aren’t you guys cool now or whatever idk
but like
that’s kind of weird
It weird becuas elike I feel like Im being kinda stalked idk like she knows this tumblr and my personal tumblr and she know my deviantart like what else does she knows??? it’s kinda of creepy.
we are cool, but it— IT IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN I JUST DONT LIKE IT :((((((
oh see that’s different
kind of like some over possesive ex boyfriend
that’s a lot of shit to sit there and stalk wow just idk what to tell you just calm down okay?
Oh it does seem kinda of like…that?? weird u___u
Well she went on my personal tumblr and read everything -___-; you know the one that had a lot of text post and that i barely get on now. I actually made a new one but it has a password u____u
but maybe I should ask her not to go on my stuff… but idk i feel like that would be dumb cause tumblr is kinda public for everyone to see. idk im dumb/
I think you can block IP adresses right? IDK I can look around for you
You shouldn’t have to go through so much trouble, but like you said Tumblr is a social networking site.
I was recently informed that my dad may not have much longer to live due to heart conditions, but of all the things to do before his death, seeing me is not one of them because his wife won’t allow it and he can’t be bothered to care. It’s weird to find out that while my dad is still alive, the last time I saw him 3 years ago is the last time I will ever see him again.
It’s hard to fight back the memories of how much things have changed since my youth, so I will just embrace it instead.
It’s funny how they used to say that they did everything for my sake. I’m sure they actually believed it themselves back then, but time has a way of changing people. I can’t help but find it ironic that the things they did to help the family ultimately torn it apart. Never coming home to make money, going abroad to study; distance makes the heart grow cold, and time weathers down all promises.
I had always been very understanding of their divorce. Hey, it happens. But as they built new lives, it became evident that I was not included. It doesn’t matter now, but at the time, I was still a minor and had to depend on them. It’s just like a slap in the face when your own mother tells you that you have nothing because your father didn’t pay for it. Adding to the list of things I don’t have is the right to see my dad before his death. The leftover child of that failed marriage is no longer a concern.
I feel so bitter right now it’s fucking disgusting.
(Source: yuumei.deviantart.com)
I’ve always wanted to try draw something like this.
you know I hate it when you like complain or rant to a friend or person to make you feel less shitty, but they have to say something to make you feel even more shitty and its like fuck man I just want someone to listen and understand and like be there for me. not to joke around or make me feel more shitty about myself.