The Young Bubble

Hi,  I am constantly making myself feel like the depths of a pit. So very often, making myself feel pitifullll. so pitiful.  worrying comparing being a dipshit, a shit stick, deep pit of darkness, swirls of melancholly and selfdoubt, murky nauseous swirls of black and blue and dirty black, all wrapped up in a package of uselessness, a bottomless pit of funds and finances cant fucking focus and do anything fucking right, after four fucking years  a fucking waste of fucking education, waste TYB

Have you ever met someone's whose BO smells like weed? See this  article from VICE . I have. I recently discovered that I am one of those people. It isn't all the time, but during times when I am under duress of anxiety, stress, etc. Normally though, I have been told by my annoying partner that my body odor can be really odorous at times. I think my hygiene is up to par but sometimes I exert myself such that I sweat a bit more. Currently, I use a deodorant not an anti-perspiration. its one marketed towards men but the company is now expanding its market o women. Recently, a new brand of deodorant has debuted, Lume. Lume's website describes it as a A "pre-ordorant" than a de-odorant becau s e  "[ it] actually prevents external body odor from happening in the first place by stopping the odor-causing reaction from [thriving] on our skin."   Here is a word for word excerpt from the website: “ Lume is made from naturally-derived ingredients and i

It seems more and more like social media platforms are unwilling to let their patrons products go. I wanted to deactivate my account and it was not straight forward which menu itms would lead me there. So like every other able minded averagely tech-savvy person, I searched the internet for how to deactivate facebook. The sites the search yielded were not helpful. even articles published as recently as Apr 2, 2019, 5:36 PM were now obsolete. Eventually I figured it out and in order to redirect my frustration here lies the most recent way to deactivate or delete your facebook account: Click the drop down arrow.                                                 Click settings                       Click "Your Facebook Information"     Click "Deactivation and Deletion" Choose option and click "Continue..." Enter password and click "Continue" Indicate reason, and choose conditions Click &quo

I'm afraid it will be truly over but at the same time limbo is painful. Take a risk. Late is better than never.  Or lets make it a clean severance. It hurts to start being okay and then to see you. Maybe a couple of months. You want a net. No net. Just jump. Stop gathering info. Just jump. For somethings, gather info. For some things, take the info available and take a risk. Telling me you regret not doing X... what do you want me to say? What are you fishing for? "Aww really? I'll count this as X." "I wish you did X"  I  let you know that very same day and was met with "if you change your mind let me know"

Excuses you will always have with you, and you can use them any time you want. But you will not always have this opportunity. -me (inspired by Jesus Christ)

so i was the one to say the words, to put the ring back into your recieving hand. we were supposed to have become a happy married couple today but we became two disgruntled single people. I said I love you because I do and to talk to me if you needed to talk because I wanted you to tell me I could talk to you. You always thought that i had friends to talk to but i don't. their lives are so shiny and filled with light and to go tarnish it with my problems especially when I think I am the Problem is not feasible for me. I don't have a wonderful man anymore. I pray that he continues to find himself and grow to have a beautiful family that ill probably be envious of and a nice compassionate wife. I don't know what to do with myself. Usually people  who break up with people have somewhere to go, something to focus on. I feel like a dunce at work a pretender and i'll soon be found out and kicked out. I feel like my relationships with people all over are so shallow.

The world isn't going to care that you aren't there anymore. The shadows will welcome your presence the seams of reality will easily tear allowing thorns to embrace unclothed skin. Your thoughts will take you further into a dooms-day future than anytime machine ever could. Your heart will burn and freeze and thaw. From your eyes will flow endless rivers and grow untamable flames. You recon neither fame nor infamy by turning in, being a one dimensional point, building up walls that reach for extraterrestrial life, digging holes past China and into another dimension, cocooning yourself with blankets as wide as space and time... You will be unmissed. What could be missed?  Fractions of a shattered shoddily mirrored glass? A magnet that dies in second? A battery unable of providing power? Holey umbrellas? shambled roofs? Unsteady rotted floorboards? Don't bother trying to be something to someone somehow. It's too late, they'll see right through you. You will see th