The Universe, Methinks.

Someone please tell me why i just "argargargargargarg" 'ed like mr.crabs please someone anyone ive never done this in my life and its been years since ive seen anything spongebob someone help

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Cutesy awesome sauce

I hate the sound of babies crying, but I can't hate a baby. They've been here for like five minutes and approach this situation with an unhesitant attitude of "my needs are unmet and I am going to make it everybody's problem", and I respect that.

If your lips get chapped, then does that mean the skin on your anus gets chapped, too?

Im afraid thats what going to the doctor is for

bodies should have crash logs. why the fuck did that just happen.

People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.

If you're someone who sells something with essential/herbal oils in it, and the only thing that is letting onto the fact that you're selling something with essential/herbal oils in it is a little lable of "includes other essential/herbal oils" WITHOUT SAYING WHICH ONES

I hate you <3

And by that, i mean like, on the front of the box, where everyone looks. Like, i assume you have to put all the oils you use in the ingredient list of course, but like, who really reads those? (I say this disregarding the people who to check due to medical issues or preferences and the people who go to the restroom without their phone and decide to read the nearest object's labels because those are the only two times/circumstances i can see people actually reading ingredient lists)

Because i assume that i am NOT the only person who just goes "oh, this looks cool. Loving the art on it. Ill get it and see how badly it fucks up my skin/body!"

the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself

The difference is this mysterious "anxious attachment style" thought process generally (from what ive seen idk im not an expert) only applies to like 2 important people

"Do you still like me?" "Are you mad at me?" "Did i do something wrong?" Disorder is unfortunately indiscriminately targeting everyone around me, myself and complete strangers included.

There is no escaping the "Do you still like me?" "Are you mad at me?" "Did i do something wrong?" Disorder

cursed with "do you still like me?" "are you mad at me?" "did i do something wrong?" disorder

Okay so, i have a DID associated question, however i think a little bit of context is necessary.

I assumed i was a singlet until around 1-2 ish years ago, when i met a boy who was a system. Having exposure to him and a past friendship with someone diagnosed with DID and remembering/learning of their experiences, i began to think about how i myself have had similar experiences to them. Since i met him and began to realize the possibility of my having DID, i tried to recall any times i wasn't myself, and in doing so, i would get horrible headaches. I chocked it up to me trying to remember repressed memories.

However, there are times while disassociating where i feel a creeping feeling of changing, and when i try to stop it, i get headaches. When i become consciously aware of this changing, or switching, i get a horrible headache, and when i do finally switch, i feel like im in the front passenger seat of a car, the car being my body and the driver being me, but not me. Is this common? Are these skull bashing headaches common?