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Bun
@buncheron.bsky.social
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more often than not, i feel embarrassed to truthfully express myself. i mask myself behind characters or what i believe i should be like, but these often feel like veils. i often have to ask myself, “who is bun?” and i find a new answer every time. maybe that is the self that lays within.
The mind often feels like a jail of the past, suspending me in a never ending stasis of regret and guilt. I wash it off, but the grime always comes to cling back. I wash again and again, but I can never truly be clean. That is okay. I do not need to be perfect to be okay.
February 10, 2026 at 5:15 AM
The mind often feels like a jail of the past, suspending me in a never ending stasis of regret and guilt. I wash it off, but the grime always comes to cling back. I wash again and again, but I can never truly be clean. That is okay. I do not need to be perfect to be okay.
Feel like i have done nothing but waste this day away, despite my hope to use it to my fullest potential.
January 16, 2026 at 8:02 PM
Feel like i have done nothing but waste this day away, despite my hope to use it to my fullest potential.
i wish i could have the ability to properly grieve and worry for everyone, but it feels impossible. a family member of mine is in the hospital due to a car accident and i was told by another family member crying and yet i just said "hope he's okay" with nothing else. (1/2)
January 16, 2026 at 6:14 PM
i wish i could have the ability to properly grieve and worry for everyone, but it feels impossible. a family member of mine is in the hospital due to a car accident and i was told by another family member crying and yet i just said "hope he's okay" with nothing else. (1/2)
making new connections deeply terrify me because all i seem to do is lose people. whenever i make a new friend, a voice in the back of my head asks "when will they leave?". maybe it's a self-cycle. maybe i must break the chains that bind me.
January 16, 2026 at 6:09 PM
making new connections deeply terrify me because all i seem to do is lose people. whenever i make a new friend, a voice in the back of my head asks "when will they leave?". maybe it's a self-cycle. maybe i must break the chains that bind me.
Thinking upon the past leaves me with nothing but an aching heart, and how I wish things weren't the way they were. I have started to develop the notion that maybe I am some universal "bad luck charm", constantly attracting people that hollow me out. I hope it won't be this way forever.
January 16, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Thinking upon the past leaves me with nothing but an aching heart, and how I wish things weren't the way they were. I have started to develop the notion that maybe I am some universal "bad luck charm", constantly attracting people that hollow me out. I hope it won't be this way forever.
i keep finding myself having a growing interest in yumeshipping, but i feel too nervous to explore it.
January 16, 2026 at 5:07 AM
i keep finding myself having a growing interest in yumeshipping, but i feel too nervous to explore it.
more often than not, i feel embarrassed to truthfully express myself. i mask myself behind characters or what i believe i should be like, but these often feel like veils. i often have to ask myself, “who is bun?” and i find a new answer every time. maybe that is the self that lays within.
January 16, 2026 at 4:59 AM
more often than not, i feel embarrassed to truthfully express myself. i mask myself behind characters or what i believe i should be like, but these often feel like veils. i often have to ask myself, “who is bun?” and i find a new answer every time. maybe that is the self that lays within.
“So, maybe the lining of a winter’s coat
Mightn’t be the best place
To hide a summer’s secret”
Mightn’t be the best place
To hide a summer’s secret”
January 16, 2026 at 4:50 AM
“So, maybe the lining of a winter’s coat
Mightn’t be the best place
To hide a summer’s secret”
Mightn’t be the best place
To hide a summer’s secret”