I took an MBTI test and i found out im a INTP-T and during my whole life i thought i was a crackhead
How do i put myself in a coma?
I am asking this since i cant unalive myself without my family and friends feeling bad
Me at 3:00 am
I want someone all over me. The intoxicating comfort of feeling hands smooth all over your body. Knowing they need you just as close as you need them
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
A magical girl and not the cute/wholesome type
Apollo Dolent Gretchen
15 years old
Birthday: october 30
Height: 5'1 (155)
Wizard: Filii Daemonia (a magic user who descent from demons)
Sexuality: gay
Info: He is the last wizard left of his family, lives with his widowed father in a small town called Whispering Hills, wich is filled with supernatural actividity.
His father doesn't know that he is a wizard since he always works outside the house and Apollo usually use that time to practice magic.
He has the ability to talk to ghosts since when he has little he had a very serius accident that temporally killed him.
Has a low self-steem combined with a dark sense of humor, an anarquist ideology along with a strong depression and anxiety.
His mother died at the age of six and two years later after her death, he and his father emigrated to United States.
He doesn't like to talk about her, since he was a very troublesome childe and did ot have a good relationship with his mother, wich make's him feel guilty about her death a he is very reversed with emotions.
Quote: The saying "Blood is thicker than water" is shit, if your family hurts you and abandons you, they are not a family.
Curious fact: He can't create his own spells, enchantments or curses because of his human side but there is a ritual that can fix that.
Likes:
Dark humor
Magic
Music
Sleeping
Anime
Eating
Frogs
Dislikes:
Himself
Most humans
His family (they toxic)
Social events
Thing related to holiness (has an irrational fear)
Frogs (he thinks they are cute but he still afraid of them)
Today i woke up with a little cut at the side of my nose, i think ive been atacked by a ghost cat o something
*(Y/N) runs away crying and up to the roof. She sings fight song with everyone watching below*
*Bakgou comes up behind her*
“I didn’t know you can sing extra”
*Y/N is startled*
“D-DONT SC-SCARE ME L-LIKE THAT B-BAKA”
I didnt make it but the next day i had a kinda lucid dream and it felt pretty realistic.
Im getting closer
15/ All prounons/ Kinda a weeb/ im afraid of darkness and the future in general/ im mentally ill/ i like music and writing and maybe poetry/ if you want someone to talk about your mentall illnes, im right here
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