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Who has time for rational thinking when anxiety exists?

An incoming phone call you say

And I freeze like a deer in headlights

Have I been hit, I feel blooding rushing past my ear drums

My heart is beating quick

then quicker, a fast rapid flicker

it's trying to run away, but my body won't move

Instead my body stands shock still and I watch locked in, but so far removed

I'm dizzy spinning around and round in my amygdala, a ringing is pulsing against the outside walls of it

trying to get inside

I cannot hide

Then the ringing just stops

it's stops

Incoming call is dropped and rational thinking has lost.

I love and hate being a writer because I'm sitting stuck not sure if my characters need to get wine drunk responsibly, should share a pot brownie, or like just not use any of it and find a way around while transitioning to the next chapter in a way.

pls rb if you think cuddling doesn't have to be s3xual

im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out

Completing a college assignment before it's done without breaking a sweat or down.

astonishing how good it can feel to get some chores done sometimes. you’ll be sitting there like damn i am some type of horrid little smeagol like creature who should be crushed to death. but then you do some laundry and you’re like wrow. im actually gods most fuckable soldier.

Idk pretty picture or somwthing

some aces are virgins

some aces love sex

some aces have sexual trauma

some aces don't want sex

some aces masturbate

some aces are teenagers

some aces are in their seventies

some aces dress modestly

some aces wear skimpy clothes

some aces only date aces

some aces don't want romance

and we're all valid : )

I looove when food is in a bowl. Frequently plates are being brought out and I'm thinking this could've been a bowl meal but nobody gets it