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Hihi lovelies, I’m Mercy <33 (I’m totally bored out of my mind at the moment so enjoy my word vomit teehee) Honestly I want to post on my socials more often but if I’m being honest, there’s not a lot going on in this brain of mine lol. Contrary to how I present myself in this entry, gaining a following on my appearance alone isn’t something I’d find sustainable; Allow me to elaborate on this, while going on a little bit of a tangent—there have been plenty of instances in the past where people feel the need to comment on my appearance for whatever reason. Maybe they were just going through a hard time, but maybe don’t put your peers down for the validation you desperately crave, for starters. Though outside forces may contribute to their outbursts, it should not be used an excuse, a crutch which the weak hold onto to preserve their image. The mere thought of the entire internet perceive me because of how I look makes me sick to my tummy, nauseous. Therefore, I don’t think I’d be able to start a social media page where I’m on display for everyone and their mother uwu. Granted, I do think I’m pretty now (kind of), I have no idea what the vast majority has to say on Instagram because I limited my comments there. That solves the issue of being perceived because I have the control of who exists on my page (´-ω-`) xoxo. At least my music taste keeps things interesting and that’s better than being slightly  attractive with not a single thought behind my eyes. I intend on keeping a consistent blog running for the sole purpose of not letting my brain rot entirely as I descend further into my hermit lifestyle. I do not know what else to add onto this entry…my back hurts as usual but everyone I’ve told has brushed it off. Am I deteriorating? Will my body erode before I hit twenty??