Helloooooo, it’s me, your favorite girl with the pink side bangs who cried over another Reddit man TODAY. I decided that many of you don’t realize that I’m so fatally flawed that even I’m upset with being stuck with me. So, below is a list of some of my fatal flaws. Go ahead and read it if you’d like, and then I dare you to come chat after that lol. Pretty sure my private messages are gonna be quiet tonightttt. 

If you are crazy enough to for some reason want to say hi, tell me which flaw really sealed the deal for you. Otherwise I won’t answer because I get people who just spam me and say “hey let’s chat” and I’m like “hey I put time into my post so go read it please.” (Look! There’s a flaw right there!)

Rules: No appendage pics. Need I say more?

21 Please

(There’s another similar subreddit out there that I would post to as well but I need enough upvotes I think or something? So that’s why I’m only here fyi.)

~Fatal Flaws of the Pink-Haired One~

Nightly nerve pills and benzos don’t make me sleepy. I can outmatch their powers. In fact, I outmatch lots of medication. 

My mood swings have been called ultra and rapid by a doctor. Professional opinion right there. 

My humor and personality are dark, plus I tend to be on the dramatic side of things, so I often walk around the house grumbling empty threats that I cannot repeat here or I’ll get taken down. (Don’t tell me what your dark humor is if it’s like sick because eww and do you not know what a waste of time that is when I’m just gonna block you?)

When my life is falling apart I usually color my hair weird colors while trying not to cry. On an unrelated note, my side bangs are pink. 

I’m coining the term “Reddit breakup” as of today because it looks like I’ve have a THIRD one now. I didn’t even see this one coming, you guys! Broke my heart tbh.

I love compliments so much that I will shamelessly fish to a pathetic level for you to tell me I’m lovable and cute and not a waste of space (see, I just did it right there). 

I’m prone to grown adult tempter tantrums. Emotional regulation is not the name of my game. I love a good yelling match. Throat goes hoarse? Sign me up. Things said that can’t be taken back ever? Yessss.  

I’m horrible at returning any kind of online communication. If you’re reading this and I haven’t gotten to your message from the last post, know that this is just my fatal flaw and why I will die alone with one of those funerals that has like only a single family member attending like in the movies. 

Sometimes I don’t shave my legs and don’t wash my hair for a few days and it’s not a nice combination at all. I’m not one of those put together girls. My only rule is that I wear mascara every day, no matter what, even if I know I’ll cry it off. I’ll just put more on later. 

Have I chased you away yet???