But have you fund the answer?
mierda randm
you can bet i funded my way trough
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as for the answer, welp it is kinda a ptsd thing, i've been thinking about how to resume it in the most brief way possible without it sounding concerning but i havent been able to make it sound "not-too-bad". long story short i was chased off the internet by some mean ppl and i even got a broken window. so welp, i dont remember my telegram origins because if i try to remember, my brain gets full of no-bueno, and if i try to remember more to get to the very beginning... im not sure i can do that anymore tbh. so my telegram origins are a mystery
when i said "trying to remember my telegram origins", it was like "going back slowly", before i got to the zone of bad memories, so [i forgot what i was going to say here]
when i said "trying to remember my telegram origins", it was like "going back slowly", before i got to the zone of bad memories, so [i forgot what i was going to say here]
bruh what the shit, i keep seeing over and over again ppl in the trans community be like "yeah, back when i was a nazi" and not a small amount of them speak about it in a casual way. i get the "i have evolved from what i was and i am now a better ppl" but like, still. am i the weird one for not have a discriminating past or what? because sometimes it feels like it
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due to reasons, i had to stop going to ""class"" like two months ago. and yet, there are still pieces of shit talking about me in that place, and part of me is on the mindset of "let go" but another part of me has very vulgar things to say to a bunch of ppl, mainly teachers.
"inside of you there are two wolves: one of them has social anxiety, the other is entirely composed of incomparable rage". like, bitch, you have children grandkids, you are supposed to be the adult one, and you spend your days speculating about who i "got involved" with? worst part is that even if ppl go and tell this bitch "no [me] is not my SO" they still believe i am for some reason. boi do i hate ppl who work as teachers but dont know wack about being a teacher or emotionally mature or shit like that
annoying ppl, annoying ppl everywhere
"inside of you there are two wolves: one of them has social anxiety, the other is entirely composed of incomparable rage". like, bitch, you have children grandkids, you are supposed to be the adult one, and you spend your days speculating about who i "got involved" with? worst part is that even if ppl go and tell this bitch "no [me] is not my SO" they still believe i am for some reason. boi do i hate ppl who work as teachers but dont know wack about being a teacher or emotionally mature or shit like that
annoying ppl, annoying ppl everywhere