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Hypothesis No one ever starts for fun

I even read and enjoy BL manhwa. I remember I went to a bookstore last year and I bought one, the woman behind the counter asked, "Is this for someone else?"

I replied, "No, it's for me." :gigachad:
Omg you like BL ? Which ones have you read?
 
Omg you like BL ? Which ones have you read?
Yes, I do! I only read one, though -- I want to buy the second book, and the third one. I can read it online in full, for free, but I prefer reading it in book form. It's called "Tied to You." If you have any recommendations, let me know and I'll start reading it.
 
I read and enjoyed it. Though I want to know what you originally had in mind. That said, can't believe she's corrupting my homeboy Daniel. :monkagun: He's a good boy he dindu nuffin!
I don’t remember what I had in mind tbh haha poor Daniel 😭
 
You start because one comment lingers too long in your mind. Because the mirror stops feeling like a reflection and starts feeling like a judgment. Because you tell yourself it’s just a small change, just a little effort. Then it’s another. And another.

It’s never for fun. It’s for control. For validation. For the hope that if you change enough, you’ll finally feel like enough.

You start because the nights are too quiet, and your thoughts are too loud. Because you need something, anything, to make the weight in your chest feel lighter.

Because the first time feels harmless, the second feels like a choice, and by the third, you stop counting.

It’s never for fun. It’s for escape. And by the time you realize you weren’t just playing, it’s already too late to walk away.

My thoughts inspired by this one sound/ trend on TikTok ifykyk
Overall, I like it.

I am picturing a nerdy book worm progressively getting more surgeries, and having more and more sex with different Chads, as she intermittently reflects on her willing sexual objectification (she enjoys and hates it at the same time). The modern women with brainrot tiktok brain.

My first Autistic thread, bye.
There is nothing autistic about creative writing.

Emily Bronte was a Giga Stacy and my wife in another life, filled with strife.
 
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Then you would know roping means going to hell. I read the prophet did not even perform the funeral prayer for the one who had killed himself, and someone else had to do it instead. Or something. Basically it seemed like a form of protest by the prophet, to showcase that doing that is bad. And it goes directly against the Qur'an as well, I think.
I'll think more about it man .(ropemaxxing )
I typed that shit like a deranged schizo as Winters in Germany is brutal .

Instead of roping I'll cope by doing Zina/adultery with girls and alcohol.(sometimes )
 
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I'll think more about it man .(ropemaxxing )
I typed that shit like a deranged schizo

Thing is Winters in Germany is brutal too.

Instead of roping I'll cope by doing Zina/adultery and alcohol.
Cope with cigarettes or alcohol, it's way cooler. Avoid zina. :monkagun:
 
No, I start beacuse the system is intolerable to live under. Beacuse I see the injustice against my people, beacuse I've been told my whole life by people outside my family that I have to be kind to everyone, we are all the same, you cant have this beacuse it hurts the feelings of others. Beacuse apparently everyone gets to have something that we don't, you have to accept these people beacuse they're just like you when they're absolutely not.
Based as fuck
 
You start because one comment lingers too long in your mind. Because the mirror stops feeling like a reflection and starts feeling like a judgment. Because you tell yourself it’s just a small change, just a little effort. Then it’s another. And another.

It’s never for fun. It’s for control. For validation. For the hope that if you change enough, you’ll finally feel like enough.

You start because the nights are too quiet, and your thoughts are too loud. Because you need something, anything, to make the weight in your chest feel lighter.

Because the first time feels harmless, the second feels like a choice, and by the third, you stop counting.

It’s never for fun. It’s for escape. And by the time you realize you weren’t just playing, it’s already too late to walk away.

My thoughts inspired by this one sound/ trend on TikTok ifykyk

My first Autistic thread, bye.
Poetic ahh thread
 

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