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7 exams down. 11 to go.

Wow. Its been hella hectic lately. I've finally got some actual free time since I don't have an exam tomorrow and don't have to revise. I've just been playing subnautica and sims 4 while listening to kerrang radio(peakest radio station ever btw). Its a stange feeling. I forgot what free time feels like.
The weather is ugly as hell in the uk. get me out.
At least 4/11 of my subjects are completely finished. and i dont have to go into school on friday and can come home early after my exam on thursday since im finally getting study leave. 2 exams today was rough and im tired. atleast english lit paper 2 which i think is the hardest exam is done since i did it today. 2hr 15min straight of writing. it sucked so bad. but! its done. i never have to do it again. goodbye mr birling get tf out of my head.

14 school days left. 14 too many....
but atleast the end is in sight and im not dead
thats a fuckin achievement

petekeywasreal xo r
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im lying in bed witha hot water bottle. im cramping really badly and have been for the past 2 days. its just very intense cramps which happen for 5-10ish minutes periodically. i really shoudlnt be having them, since im on birth contorl. but fuck my body i guess. it lowkey hates me.
im kinda terrified for exams. i know im not gonna fail, but im scared shitless nonetheless. im most terrified for english. im dreading the exams because i cant write essays to save me life... language analysis and context? forget it. im consistenly dropping grades in english lang and recently did and english lit macbeth essay which got marked 11/30 - that would get me a grade 3. (uk gcse grades are 1(F)-9(A*) with 4 being standard pass (C) and 5 being strong pass) soooo... not feeling super confident.... i know my shit, i really do, i just find it so difficult to get it down on paper the way examiners like and will actually give me marks for.
at least im passing my maths, further maths and science. thats something i guess. we're supposed to get our raw marks for art coursework and the exam soon. Thats terrifying to me because i'll be able to roughly tell what kind of grade i got. personally im hoping for an 8/9 but idk if ill make it to a 9. my teacher kinda told me on parents evening that my grade is roughly a high 8. im hoping that means i can scrape a 9.
my gcse grade predictions:
Maths - 8, Further maths - 9, English lang - 6, english lit - 6, biology - 9, chemistry - 9, physic - 8, art - 8, computer science - 9, imedia - ld2, Muisc - ld2

- lovelovelove, roman
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I've dragged myself even further into the petekey rabbit hole. Down, down, down I go, and I don't see any point of return. There are no exit signs. Not like I'd follow them anyway.
I'm so hyperfixated I physically cannot think of anything else. I've been repeating Pete's livejournal entries in my head. I am a broken record. The needle keeps falling in a scratch and rewinding (See you in the spring, first pew on the left. First pew on the left. First pew on the left.) and on and on and it never stops. A neverending road of words whirlpooling around me with no beginning and no end.
I'm so fucked I was listening to heychris's instagram live from 2022 (bunch on YouTube if you want to watch) because i heard that he talked about petekey. I honestly don't know what he was talking about. He just went on and on about random shit. He did share some stories from tour though, so that was interesting. He also kept talking about his short shorts. It was kinda like a fever dream. I always feel like I'm in a fever dream. Nothing feels real. Not even in the moment.
My words are spiralling around me and crashing into eachother until they become an incomprehensible mess of half-finished thoughts and everything and anything else. I physically cannot think of anything else, and I don't know how to articulate this in a way you’d understand.
I feel nostalgic for an era I never lived in. I wish I could just morph into Pete Wentz in 2005. That's not how I feel but those are the only words I can find that even come close to explaining my feelings. This is the part of neurodivergence they don't talk about. Hyperfixating on something so much, you can't think of anything else. Even when you try, everything reminds you of it. You think and think and think until you make yourself sick and yearn for an era that never belonged to you.
Petekey will never belong to me, so why do I care?
I wish I could go back in time and rewrite history to include me. I feel so goddamn excluded from a world that was never meant to include me. I want to fit in where they don't want me. Does that make sense?
I realise I'm straight up yapping now. Ignore me writing in circles and spinning aimlessly like a moon orbiting a planet. I will never break out of orbit and will forever be kept in line by the centripetal force like the thousands of unwritten rules in life.

Just let me live.

I feel like I'm living in a shadow, but I don't know whose it is.

-xo R
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I'm scared that so many people still see me as a woman. I hate this. I wish I fit the heteronormative cisgender experience which so many people seem to have. The one you are EXPECTED to have. I'm jealous, in a way. Not having to 'come out'(which,for the record, I think is a bullshit concept. Why do we assume straight and cis are the default?). Not questioning the entire basis of your identity. Knowing steadfastly who you are. Not having to fight for your existence to be taught or even MENTIONED in schools. I'm upset that I can never come out as gay. I can see how that will go wrong. "Yeah, I'm gay." "Oh? So you like girls." "No...I like men. I'm trans, remember?" "Are you sure you aren't confused? You like men. Girls like men. Ergo, you are a woman." I just don't think I'll have the strength to have that conversation. I hate that part of my identity is just disrgarded. Cited as 'confused' or 'being difficult'. I am capable or thinking for myself. I'm not being fucking difficult. I'm trying to express how I fucking feel. And as a 'caregiver', you are fucking failing me by refusing to listen. Refusing to listen to your own child. Instead listening to some nasty transphobe on a random website in a bumfuck nowhere corner of the internet. As soon as I can, I'm leaving this place. Getting the hell out. Run as far as I can fucking go and never look/come back. I WILL NOT dilute me identity to make it easier for you to deal with your 'grief'(personally, I'd call it 'stick up your ass bigotry', but each to their own).
I will not be 'socially acceptable' for your entertainment. I will not dance for you like a fucking puppet on a string.
- romnthehomoswxual
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im the one they warned you about. the husk with no name any longer. i feel like a darkness is creeping. starting from my toes all the way to the top of my head. i am identityless. atleast, thats what it feels like sometimes. i dont know who is the real me. everytime i take the mask of theres another underneath. being trans does that to you. living two lives is so tiring. i want it to stop. but who do i want to be. who is the real me. ive been hiding for so long i forgot what myself feels like. im sorry you had to see me like this. im a hot mess all the time. i barely know left from right now. i saw my old shitty therapist yesterday. she looked bad. am i a horrible person to think she deserves it? she kind of made me want to die. i still do i guess. but she made it worse. am i bad for wanting her to die. is that a little too unfiltered. i keep thinking about my ex. get me out of my own head. i hate my ex. but my stupid brain wont shut up. doctor. i require a cranioectomy. im begging. i cant live otherwise. i dont think ill live either way. i cant speak. i need to scream. i just need to scream. but im stable. trust. thats what everyone else needs to see. the perfect version of me. hes the one i need to be right now. he? they? xe? its? i dont know anymore - romanapollomarkella
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The future is here and I don't know how to stop it. I just want to curl up and make it go away. Art exam in 28 days. I'm nowhere near prepared. I'm not anywhere. Stress is consuming me whole but I can't get up and get into gear. My engine has a blockage in it. There is a log wedged through my front wheel stopping me from moving anywhere. I'm tired of this. So tired. But there's nothing I can do about it. I just need to work. But I can't.

"I'm nothing more than a soapy bubble in the sky"

- ktf r
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I just want to leave this school. Im so close. i can taste the freedom. im also excited for sixth form. i want to find my people there.
sometimes I wonder is youd notice if i was gone. if anyone would notice. im so used to being the substitute. im nobodys favourite.

i wish to fade away. become nothing but dust.

- rmn
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I've been hyperfixing on petekey like my life might end tomorrow. It might, to be honest, but at least I get to spend the last days focused on my one true love - 2005 gays. Is that healthy? Probably not. Do I care? Also probably not.
Lately, I've realised that I specialise in naming songs. Nothing else. Its just all a useless void. I can't even come up with any good show concepts. Its all just song names floating around in circles. At least I'm half decent at song writing. I wish i was Pete Wentz. And he wishes you were his bass. Thats kind of what I'm aiming for. Who am I kidding. I can't aim. I have no dreams. I'm just an empty void waiting for my purpose. I don't think it will ever appear. I'll just be an empty husk wandering forever. I can make peace with that. I can't get pete out of my head. I could hand him an eviction notice but it'd just be torn to shreds in front of my eyes.
"I'm nothing more than stardust, and you're everything I'm not"

- roman
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I'm watching the stars from my bed. I love this so much. If I nudge the curtains to the side, I can look up at the sky and see so many stars.
I was watching the Panic! at the disco live in denver recording yesterday (shoutout to my amazing friend aiden for getting me inro panic and brendon urie) and a comment on it caught me eye. It said "thank god I lived past 13" and damn I felt that. I honestly have never felt so seen by a random person on the internet.
I was also thinking about this earlier, but sometimes I think about how I live on the same planet as gerard way. Like, hes probably doing something right now like sleeping or eating food and that seems so surreal.

- r
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Finally some joy and whimsy has found its way into my life. My room is finally ready and I moved in. I have so much shit, but who cares. I love my room so much. I finally have my own space. I can play mcr on repeat until my ears are bleeding. I have a three cheers poster above my bed. I love it. It feels like the demolition lovers are watching over me while I sleep. There's a little sliver of Gerard Way's heart in my room. And I'm lo/iving (for) it.
Sometimes i miss gerard like one would miss an old friend theyve lost contact with.
is that weird?

- xo r (stay weird)
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What am I doing with my life? Honestly, I have no idea, but I've made peace with that. I don't really know what direction I'm going in. I know I want to go into the music industry, but apart from that I don't know. And that's okay.
I registered to be a blood donor, so now I can start donating when I'm 17. Stupidly, they have rules about if you're biologically female and under 20, so I have to have over 3500ml of blood. I want to do this to give other people another chance at life but I don't care about my own. That's kinda ironic. I don't care if it's safe. I just want to donate and feel like I've done something good in my life of failure. But I'm not doing it for a selfish thing. I genuinely want to help people.
I'm kind of freaking out because I have my GCSEs starting in May. I have my art exam in April. I feel so underprepared. I'm also under so much pressure to achieve from my parents and I don't have the heart to break it to them that I'll never live up to their astronomical expectations of me.

- xo R
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Word of advice. No matter how bad you want to, dont find out how your parents really feel about you.

They're all fucking liars. I feel like an imposter in my own home. I don't know if I can even call it a home anymore.
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I'm very slowly working my way through the paper kingdom. Ive only listened to tracks 1-3 (fake your death,witch and bike thief) and I dont know how to feel. Obviously, its amazing, i love it. but i can see why it was never released. Its very different from danger days and honestly changes the aesthetic of their music so much. So far, at least, theres none of the punk pop elements that most of their other songs have. Also (possibly?) hot take but tpk demo of fake your death is so much better than the mastered version on may death never stop you. Idk why but the piano sounds so much better on the demo.

- r
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I think part of the reason I don't get the help I need is because I can't express my emotions. I genuinely cannot express when I experience pain. I hide the fact that I'm in pain. I can't really deal with it but I still hide it because I physically can't express it. I'm also not used to people actally caring and taking me seriously. Usually it's just my parents telling me "oh well, we all have pain, now get up you're being dramatic". I'm not fucking being dramatic. I phsically cannot express my pain because I cannot speak.
In other news, I realised you can download ao3 works as .epub files. I've imported these onto my ereader, so now I have a copy of unholyverse offline with me! Speaking of unholyverse...you should all read it...I'd also recommend The Anatomy of a Fall - that is, of if you're into mcr fanfiction. Tbh you can read either with no mcr knowledge. The characters seem more mcr shaped than the actual people.

- roman (i recently realised freaking mikeyway named his kid rowan which is the superior version of my name because w is objectively a better and much cooler letter than m)
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So, I thought I was done with my exams. Turns out I’m not. I found out today that I have another exam today. That was fun. But now I’ve realised that I only have 2 months until my art exam. I’m lowkey cooked because I have no plan whatsoever and don’t know what I’m doing.

To be honest, I don’t know much. I don’t really know where I’m going in the future.

That scares me.

What if in 10 years, I still have no idea and am desperately searching for the thing that I need to do?
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Because I'm sick of thinking about exams, here's a list of things I want to do once GCSE s are over:
Sleep. Literally just sleep for a whole week, paint my drum kit, dream about sixth form, write a letter about how much I dislike my school to hand to my headteacher of results day, just summer walks man. im so excited for summer, picnics in the woods with my friends, going to town with my friends, drawing, reading books which i havent had time to read so have just been piling up on my desk, clear out all my gcse books and notes, sew cool stuff, buy new clothes for sixth form, go out cycling more, finally write my book, make up more ocs, draw mcr and stuff, customise my clothing, watch movies until 1am, stay up as late as I want, bake and find new recipes, did I mention sleep?

- salad boy
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This is just going to be yap in a series of yaps about mcr and the paper kingdom.
So, around a week ago, mcr's previously unreleased album - The Paper Kingdom - got completely leaked. All the demos are now widely available. Take one post down with a link - 5 more are posted in its place. Tpk was originally scrapped around 2013 when mcr broke up as it took a toll on the member's mental healths and made them revisit some places they really didn't want to. Over the years, song clips and snippets have been leaked, but never a whole freaking album. Tpk has always BEEN avaliable, but was only auctioned off for like £20k by some people who somehow got ahold of it. I honestly don't know how to feel. Yeah. I do have the songs downloaded. But I haven't listened to them. I don't know if I want to. And it's killing me. It just feels so wrong. Like I'm personally going behind Gerard,Mikey,Ray and Frank's backs, even though tons of other people have already listened. It just doesnt feel right. Something they deemed 'not good enough' for the public. Something they never wanted anyone else to hear. Is that what I want? Will I be a bad person if Ilisten to it?
Maybe the album will actually let me heal and rest. Maybe it will save my life as mcr has done so many times before.

- xo R
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I don't really know what I'm doing anymore. I don't know anything. I don't know what I want to do with my life anymore. My dad keeps talking about university, but I don't even know if I want to go. I can't say that though. It'll just be the same "you're going to end up working in Tesco" and "we just want what's best for you" bullshit. I think I should know what's best for me since I'm the one in my head. But apparently that doesn't count because I'm a child. I don't deserve to be listened to.

I want to work im the music industry, I think. But I don't know how i can justify that to my parents. Maybe I don't have to. It's my life for fucks sake. I love music so much. I don't think anything brings me as much joy as listening to and creating music. I think it's worth it. Even if I'm shittily paid. Surely, doing what you love and actually wanting to wake up and go to work in the morning beats the paycheck. If one more person tells me that I need to get a job that makes loads of money I might lose it.

I don't know what I want with my life. I don't know if I want to get married or have children or even have sex. But everyone just keeps expecting me to do that. I think my parents will think there's something wrong with me if I tell them I don't want to ever get married. The concept is just too scary. I can't do that. Commit myself to a singular person. Because what if they turn out to be a horrible person. Or they aren't the "one", whatever that means. My friend told me that there isn't such thing as "the one", but surely that just complicates this even more. How do I know I'm making the right choice. Im just so terrified of messing up.

- Rom

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