I Listened To My Body And It's Asking For Substances

no I don't have a resting sad face I'm just constantly fucking sad

fuck it we ball (malnourished, heavy eve bags, dehydrated, and on the verge of insanity)

i hate snapchat memories lol. just saw some pics from 5 years ago of me and my friends on call when we started online school during the pandemic and it fucking stung way more than i anticipated. these people don't talk to me anymore. they've all moved on with their lives and im still drowning in the past by myself, wishing they'd come back to get me. they have partners and new friends in our old city, and i got forcefully pulled away to a whole new province without my permission. i get to start all over again with friendships and family i don't want in my life.

i miss my friends.

imo the popular response i've seen to rfk's comments on autistic people have been genuinely unnerving. people are not saying "people's lives should not be weighed by what they contribute to society" and instead are talking about how high-functioning they are and how many forms of labor they can perform. extremely scary that this is how we're framing it, to be blunt.

Bro stop sucking dick and join my industrial synth pop band

does anyonw want to play surgery. with me

so glad you have an entire fucking polycule to lean back on while im drowning for your fucking attention lolololol

i want new friends but i hate the small talk and the getting to know each other, it takes so loooonnnngggggg . . . (╥﹏╥)

when you wanna be mutuals with someone who's mutuals with your other mutuals so you interact with their blog daily hoping they'll get the sign but they don't interact with your blog ever so now you think they hate you and they want you dead because you're a nuisance to them/hj

How to get high without getting high no glue no borax