"You're losing blood" no I know exactly where it is. The floor. Don't ever underestimate me.
fascinating how grief makes you miss people who suck
When I was in Kindergarten, near the start of the year, my teacher had us all write our names on thin strips of paper.
We took those bits of paper and linked them into a big chain, each strip made into a circle and sealed with glue, such that everyone in the class had their name form part of our "class chain". We were all connected.
When anyone broke the rules, if it was bad enough or often enough, our teacher would call the offender up in front of everyone, and have them ceremoniously cut the strip with their name on it, so they were removed from the chain, and the chain was permanently damaged.
Needless to say, this was intimidating and scary at the time, and absolutely horrifying and fucked up looking back, and I have no idea what psychological torture shit my teacher was on, but jesus
"Trust the process" fuck you, the process has teeth and eyes too far apart and is just generally suspicious, I ain't trusting SHIT
(Seeing a cis straight couple for the first time) I think I’m gonna be sick… What the fuck do you even call this…? Dark Yuri? Unfaggot? Do they have a fucking word for this? (Flashing back to my troubled childhood) Oh my god… This is that Marge and Homer shit isn’t it
they should invent a week or maybe a month where nothing stressful happens and ur brain isnt even allowed to think of stressful things and if anything is stressful it explodes and dies painfully
i flirt but in an autistic way. i'll ask about your interests and maybe try to engage in them. but i also do the same thing when making friends and only i know the difference
Animal, whose life is so difficult and hard because I don't spend my entire day petting her
listening to music… and having a little coffee
born to be a modern art hater forced to defend modern art from people who believe art only has value if it's a realistic depiction of something or is pretty, this is such a cross to bear