keisha • 25 sideblog for @thejudiciousneurotic
437 posts
-Strapping on my heavy armor- I know all the queer person stereotypes are bards and rogues but SOMEBODY's gotta tank damage around here
anyone else 1 situation away from losing their mind
healing is a myth just go fucking insane who cares
I'm really sorry for assuming that you really liked me and had genuine, strong feelings for me it's just cos you acted like you really liked me and had genuine, strong feelings for me but my bad that's totally on me.
(lights a cigarette) nobody even wants to play toys anymore. (puts the cigarette out on a play-dough ashtray) because of work.
executive dysfunction tips! It gets easier to do a task if you dress appropriately first!! It’s much easier to get started once you’re wearing the right clothes for the headspace. For example if you need to clean your room, try putting on a maid dress! If you need to make dinner, try putting on a maid dress! If you need to accept visitors, try putting on a maid dress! If you need to poison the tea that will be served to your mistress’ esteemed guests in an effort to ensure her suitors never take your mistress’ hand from you, try putting on a-
okay so i finished checking if we were friends in every universe and, uh, it turns out we're only friends in 6 of them. but look, i need you to understand these universes vary like crazy, okay? like 6 is actually insanely high, like way higher than most. and one of those is the universe where i accidentally killed the actor who played Dipsy from Teletubbies when i was 7 and my life went completely differently as a result. and we still ended up friends! also you were a girl in that universe for some reason. what? oh, uh, yeah, you were cute as hell. like really cute. did you just fucking giggle
I need to pull myself together in a very very very kind way
im suffering from a horrendous disease called being in your 20s
emotional neglect didnt even affect me that much. it was the being born inherently without value that did most of the work
talking to myself out loud and disagreeing with myself every now and then so that the spirits lingering in the cold corners of my room don't accuse me of monolithic thinking
I have responsibilities like self torment and isolation