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I don’t let people breadcrumb me anymore. My energy is precious and valuable and I do not let anyone play it that has not earned the right to be fucking playing in it. A lot of people out there want to call themselves your friend but they have not earned that title because how the fuck can you tell me in this generation- I met you over six months ago and you still don’t know my last name? You still don’t know my favourite colour; you have not put in adequate effort to know anything about me yet you’re acting like we’re super close just in case… what? for clout? Just in case I’m successful? It’s okay, love we’re all adults okay and we are old enough to admit that that’s the true reason because I am tired of being breadcrumbed.

I am tired; people KNOW it’s wrong, they know what they’re doing is wrong because as soon as I pull away, I’ll start to get distant suddenly that all up in my inbox spamming me, spamming me, spamming me so they know what they’re doing is wrong and it’s not just a matter of they are homebodies or they’re too busy- EVERYBODY is busy. Do they think I’m sitting on my arse? I have a full-time job Plus a full roster of hobbies to attend to but I make time for the people I love because I am a decent human being. Plus I see them constantly on social media out with the ppl they ACTUALLY fw but I never make the cut? But I’m their ‘bestie’? Give me a break. Im not a bestie, I’m an energy bank to them.

I don’t let my life become an excuse to treat people like shit like most of this generation does, and I have ADHD, autism and C PTSD so I know what it’s like to live with three type of neuro divergences and I still will push it all to the side and maybe that’s my downfall. Maybe I am just soft and give too much of myself but that is who I am because I am honest. I live in my truth and I live in integrity .

But too many people out here move so fucking weird. So no, I won’t be your ‘friend in spirit’- I’m still alive. You do not get to make plans and go out seemingly with everybody else except me and then cancel whenever I make plans with you or worse, just DITCH ME ON THE DAY without saying a word- then pop back up in my life like nothing happened but then still call yourself my best friend and blowing up my inbox when it suits you. Or whenever I distance myself. Too many people hide behind screens and social media gives too many people access to you without having to earn a SECOND of it. Without you actually properly getting to know/suss them out. They only want to drain your energy dry but secretly hate/talk about you? Nahh mate.

So from now on- unless you live long distance; I don’t do penpals, I don’t do weird ‘virtual’ friends- if you want me, come find me and that applies to both relationships and friendships.

If you want to bask in the sweetness, in the value, in the light of my energy; If you want to
enjoy the essence that is me then you can come and find me in real life. You have to build an actual true connection with me and be my actual friend; you need to put in the actual legwork. You need to come to me and work out who I am and I can work out who you are and then we can meet each other halfway- but as for all of this bullshit where you just want to make a halfassed effort online so you have access and proximity to me but you don’t actually have to put up with actually being friends with me or being close to me in all of my humanness so you get the best of both worlds and you can have your cake and eat it too? Absolutely the fuck not.
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I’m feeling so lonely that I think I’m starting to actually become a writer again. And this isn’t to say that there’s anything wrong with being a writer quite the opposite actually, but I know deep down that path is not meant for me. I meant to be a performer I am meant to be loud primal and on a big stage.

Realistically I know that it’s trauma that’s done this to me that made me quiet and so writing feels like the cop out so nobody actually has to see me but even when I try to perform its so stiff and awkward because my nervous system is fucked.

I feel like I don’t radiate enough coolness and not even just that but my voice just won’t be good enough no matter how much I train it. It just sounds like karaoke and all I ever wanted to do is sing and everyone says don’t give up but I’ve been trying for 10 years and not only that I can’t even make friends either like nobody ever wants to connect or wants me round long term. For a time they may think I’m cool and then in real life I don’t match up to it so they just ghost after a certain period of time I’m tired .

I just feel like my life is going nowhere and honestly writing is the last ditch hope to get my life to actually go anywhere simply because writing doesn’t require real life presence so people can see who I truly am through writing because everywhere else (unless it’s drawing, but I’m not into that) Everywhere else requires you to be able embody on the spot and unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to embody shit ever again.

My best bet is to write a story full of darkness and emotion but like a written aesthetic of how I feel and then lace it with a lot of symbolism and deep meaning and see who gets it and then I can see where my people are because unfortunately while some people are meant to be shining stars and some people aren’t - I sit in between; somebody that was but won’t ever be able to again.

I really do love the optimistic people that tell me to never give up. I’m not saying that that’s a bad sentiment to have but nowadays is everything is so instant especially with social media and if you want to even be in a band, no such thing as being in a band for fun anymore everyone expects you to be so fucking good otherwise why are you wasting their time? And it’s all about clout and that shit translates to friendships as well and I just feel like in this new day and age I’m never gonna be what anybody wants me to be - it’s either never gonna be enough or it’s never gonna be quite the thing they’re looking for and you can say focus on yourself and don’t worry about other peoples opinions all you want but the truth there is this world runs on other peoples opinions.

The people that say not to worry about anyone’s opinions have never been in a situation where they have literally no opportunities because nobody around them is giving them a fucking chance. And that’s just true because I’ve lived by that mindset my whole life and it’s gotten me nowhere.

Do you not think I want to network at some point, find a guitarist, bassist or whatever but everyone’s just so closed off or only open to people that are really good already- these people will not move to me and if they do, they’ll just meet once than ghost. Like, these people, they don’t want me. I don’t know what else I have to fucking do . I don’t know how many times I have to over analyse and tear myself apart to get on in this world.

The truth is I have a lot of pain and a lot of energy that can be turned into art but it’s not presented in a pleasant way or in a brutal but cool way that people want it is just noise it is not presented in a pretty little package. It’s not presented in a way that could be sold or consumed and I don’t know how to make myself the thing that can be sold or consumed so I guess just fuck me right?

I’m just a traumatised disjointed mess but not in the attractive traumatised and broken way. I’m broken in such a way that’s not attractive and not consumable and never fucking will be. I was at some point but I cannot access that anymore.

It’s not “beautiful damage” like the inspirational trite people sell. It’s just DAMAGE. And that makes a big difference to how people treat you. If you take away the cliches- I have nothing to offer to this world.

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