Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2016 6:14:39 GMT
I'm not leaving the RP until Creekheart dies. (I have a whole cool RP idea around killing him and I really want to do it. Fun stuff, man.)
Well hello. Fancy meetin' you here, dollface. c;
But seriously -- I'm outtie. There's a few people here who I can't help but feel dislike me as a person and I don't want to be involved in any of that shiza. Quite frankly, I don't know anyone who would. (Unless you get off on that? That's a thing, I think. Hate kink, y'all.
Some of you might already know what I'm talking about. I understand you're not on my side, and you don't care, and you might think I'm just being a bitch about a misunderstanding that happened. (Now at least two of you definitely know what's up. Y'all hecka smrt yo. Nice edumemecation you got there. Notice the 'meme'? I'm hip. I'm so hip that I'm not even hip. I'm like, shoulder.) Maybe you know what happened and you're closer and friends with the other person and you're on their side (Which is fine -- this is not some kind of stupid 'war' where sides should be picked. It's k.) and you think I'm just overreacting. Maybe I am, BUT(t).
Here's the gist: I'm a bit of nonchalant and lighthearted person. I make jokes, it's what I've grown up doing because my dad and brother are comedians, so it's kinda just always been a thing. Basically, we joke about everything. E v e r y t h i n g. Hell, one of the most serious people in my family.
Second point: I have human feelings. Crazy, huh? Who'd a thunk it. Anyway, I get hurt/offended/pissed off/annoyed/in a bad mood/emotions/feelings/upset/whiny/bitchy/however you what to describe it/now I'm just doing just for the hell of doing slashes when I make a (friendly) joke and the response is something along the lines of "ugh what a dickface, nope not gonna work not even gonna reply hngh" (massive exaggeration there, yes, no need to point this out. It's a joke [mainly a joke at myself here tbh. I'm a dickface. Go me.]). Also, bit annoyed, for lack of a better word atm, about some things that happened but if you already know the (full.) story, you probably know why.
No too hard feelings (even though even typing this will vvvvvery likely get so many people super mad at me but had to be said, yo. It's how I feel. Truth bomb [That's an inside joke you don't understand -- hah! Nerds.]), but really though, I've got anxiety and I don't want to deal with the panic attacks associated with this person (Yes. It's actually been diagnosed. I'm not some teenage girl in middle school trying to be coy and cute by saying she has anxiety. It isn't pretty or adorable.). So I'm outtie. Which sucks, I thought this RP was going to be pretty neat. Guess I'm weak or some shiza. IIIII don't know.
This probably doesn't make much sense if you don't know the full story, but shhhhhhush your beautiful lil' face.
I'll probably rejoin later but it'll most likely be awhile. So I guess it's more like taking a break? Nevertheless, thought I'd make this.
If you're wondering why I'm making this now (since I'm not actually leaving quite yet), it's because I've had a nice lil' spout of courage. A'int that sweet. If I wait, I'll never do it, and I'll have a perpetual feeling miserable and awkward and at the edge of another panic attack. Granted, I'm having one as I near the end of this because originally I thought I was just going to type it to get my thoughts out and then delete it, but hey. Courage happened. Kinda having to force myself to press the create thread button now though.
Deep breath.
Let's do this. Feel free to yell at me or whatever if any of you get pissed off at me for this, I guess. I understand it might set some people off. u_u