the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
Here they are at last! The aunts the scrunklies the absolutely crazy psychopathic men🤲
@pscentral event 09: comfort
“I can’t believe childhood is over.” “it was going to end one way or another. and what a happy end.” little women (2019)
Wait. Personality test. Reblog with whether you hate it when someone sings along to the music in the car or you think singing along is cool. Personally, I HATE it.
Do people, individuals, the populace at large- Are 'They', 'us', 'we'- are you aware of the way that things are? When you push a coin into a shopping cart, do you feel the mechanism click and know that the chain has been pushed out the other side? Do you see a hole in a chain link fence and understand that a single strand of wire could be slipped out, unzipped, like a loose thread in a blanket? How often is it normal to see a person on the street and wonder if they love the shirt on their back, or if they simply found it inoffensive and pleasant enough the last time they were in need of a shirt?
Do you see graffiti on the ceiling of your local bus stop and for a moment, feel the slightly-loose bench wobbling a little below your feet as you stretch an arm up with a sharpie marker, your chest a little tighter, the air a little harder to breathe? Just for a second?
Do you use the wrong jug of milk to slide the other jugs backwards when you put it back? Or do you place it on a different, empty slide?
When someone comments on the ugly tile floor, do you answer without thinking, "it's to hide shoe streaks", then find yourself in sudden silence, and learn that it was unusual insight? From what? An unusual thought? An unusual observation? They say you're clever, and you shrink a little. The vain part of you warms, because you're special. The rest of you is tired, because you're different, and that's noteworthy. Why is it noteworthy?
A woman at the store selects bananas from a display and puts them into a plastic produce bag. You wonder if she knows why that seems strange to you. You wonder why you wonder that.
What is common knowledge, and what is not? Eight billion people on the planet, and I want to know how every single one experiences stepping outside to collect the mail at 10:24AM on an overcast Tuesday morning in an ugly shirt and bare feet.
Perhaps then I would know why.
Spicy-brained friends, I would like to propose an update to the very useful ‘if you hate everyone, eat, if everyone hates you, sleep, and if you hate yourself, shower’ mantra to live by
Have you suddenly become a petty, hateful little gremlin who thinks people should face the firing squad for (checks notes) leaving teabags on the counter, breathing loudly, or daring to exist in the same space as you? Perhaps mundane and reasonable requests like ‘hey, we agreed to hang out now, let’s hang out’ make you want to scream and move to a yurt in the woods.
You. Are. Overstimulated.
People talk a lot about being overstimulated, and the physical/mental effects of it. What I haven’t seen is people talking about what it does emotionally, and it took me an embarassingly long time to link up those nitpicky, resentful emotions with the state of overstimulation/meltdown/shutdown.
These feelings do not mean that you’re a bad person! They probably aren’t how you actually feel about the people around you. They probably do mean that your nervous system is at its absolute limit and any request/demand/stimulus is Too Much and taking you into fight or flight territory.
Go lie down in a dark room for an hour, or find somewhere safe and familiar to stim for a bit. If it’s happening a lot, schedule yourself regular low-stimulation shutdown time
Signed: someone who moved in with their nearest and dearest only to have a massive crisis of faith about Suddenly Hating All of Them. I don’t hate them, it’s just overstimulating living with people. If I can spare anyone else a similar 9 months of suspecting that they may actually be a bit of a shit person, then this post is worth it!
tan france calling me "my love" would, no lies, be the equivalent of three months of therapy for me
brown works so hard and does so much and everyone is so mean to her. coffee chocolate hair leather tea wood eyes broth a warm coat autumn leaves caramelized onions the crust on a loaf of bread. all things good and warm and kind are brown. bitch!
THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY 3x08, “Wedding at the End of the World”
DORLENE ❤️❤️❤️❤️
They honestly deserve so much more love
My favorite piece of tumblr linguistics to ever come out of this site is “the horrors”. It’s delightfully evocative and also gives absolutely no information about what I’m talking about. “Sorry I can’t go out today I’m facing the horrors” am I talking about the encroaching dread and existential despair of our dystopian world? am I talking about the fact that I have to wash dishes? No one knows. It’s all horrors.
my HOT AND GAY body hurts
the show (going out to get groceries. making myself a nice dinner. showering and opening the windows. being kind to myself in everything i do) Must go on







