why does tumblr keep recommending me those coquette girlblogger posts...I am literally the living antithesis of coquette. Im coquettes greatest nemesis. every subatomic particle that makes up my body is so grizzled you would not believe it
If itβs humiliating for a man to do then itβs humiliating for a woman to do, youβre just used to women being humiliated
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all the moons of 2024
i wonder if people think im weird, constantly studying, a pencil in my unbrushed hair, a cold cup of coffee in my hand. i wonder if people pity me, the girl who stays locked up, and goes on lonely long walks, the girl who gazes at windows, wondering who lives behind them, the girl who just wants to run away. i wonder if people even notice me. its a comforting thought, of sorts, going unnoticed.
Sun was coming through my window and lit everything up so nicely!
Every time I hear some dumb shit being said to my face the Wikipedia "by whom?" tag pops up internally in my mind
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