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I’m V. I’m a 20-something year old []. I’m trying to cope with being one and part of that is not saying slurs. Here’s some fun facts about me:
- i use she/her pronouns <3
- i have no irl friends
- i will never be a woman
- i like programming (mailbrained) and linux (agp cope)
- i am incredibly parasocial
Remade this site because maintaining a blog by just copy/pasting blocks of html over and over again in the same file was pissing me off and made it really annoying to post. Hopefully this new set-up will allow me to post more, so you can all get a really nice, healthy dose of everything that’s wrong with me <3
God even that feels fake this all feels so fake like I’m talking all this shit like I have any legs to stand on none of my problems are real they are entirely imagined I think maybe I get off on the feeling of feeling like suffering I’m sure that’s just further evidence of paraphilia. I’m larping as a piece of shit to farm sympathy points from other [] in my free time what an utter waste of space jesus fucking christ even and maybe especially this is also just as pathetic, i could easily choose to be fine but i choose to make myself worse on purpose.
i hate myself so fucking much i wish i wasn’t like this god fucking dammit i used to be a normal person i used to be okay with being a [] what the fuck happened i could’ve just kept doing that forever and it wouldn’t have been good but it would’ve been better than this at least. idk that’s more philosophical i guess, like if it’s better to be delusional and happy or know the truth and be miserable who even gives a shit
FAQ
Q: Are you okay?
A: Yes but I choose to be miserable on purpose. I am not planning on roping. Your time is better spent elsewhere.