I am the grown up version of a sheltered, angsty child whose dramatic woes and depression became all too much a living nightmare as I hit my twenties.
DUP is my dumping ground for everything cathartic and often fucked up thoughts/feelings I have. For the love of all that's holy, what happens on DUP please stay on DUP. Blah, blah, blah, more woe is me bullshit... I'm told I have a way with words by strangers on the internet. If ya see yourself in anything I write... Let's pray for each other because I'm just now realizing life ass fucked me like everyone else... Only now I can actually feel it instead of numbing and romanticizing it. I'm one cynical joke and degradation kink poem away from another episode. Enjoy the ride!
Oh yeah, I like art, painting, hiking, mythology, other fucked up people's stories (just not if I'm dating them because WHEW am I horrible at being nurturing), and uhhh...
Fuck it. All I do is work lately so I may as well say I like small talk and learning that other people have problems because it distracts me from my own.
Oh, and conspiracy theories. Can't have an isolation complex and an addictive personality without being a conspiracy theories can you? Add an unhealthy wiring for religion and spiritually for triple (?) insanity.
Weeee. Down the rabbit hole I go! Come with?