“It’s one of my theories that when people give you advice, they’re really just talking to themselves in the past.”

the only club I get down at is club penguin

Me: I think I don’t exist.

Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any ‘sane’ person) is normal, right?

Me: I guess he’s still my friend?

Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*

Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m so so so sorr-

Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.

Therapist: You went to the gaypride?

Therapist: Are you sure you’re not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?

Me: I always wondered, are you queer?

As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someone’s else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.

As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as “Therapist dad”.

Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but I’m full of anger against him.

Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you don’t offer them things all the time. You don’t have to do that.

Therapist: Why don’t you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?

Me, heavily dissociating: I don’t exist-

Therapist: You need vacations.

Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!

For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friend’s who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didn’t know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:

Me, at 2pm: I’m sorry I’m going to be late!

Therapist; What’s up with you and wanting domestic rats.

Therapist: Weed doesn’t do much on me and I must admit I’m kinda disappointed.

He’s doing fine, last time he shown me his fav pic of a red panda which is this one

Always reblog Jerome.

After months, he is, and he just told me “Haha, this is funny. I’m happy it’s helping people!”

this wins over other pro-gay commercials because you had no idea he was gay and then you can’t tell which one is his husband

can we just talk abotu the fact that the husbands arent even bringing the drinks over theyre just standing there next to the drinks and chatting

they are showing anyone can be useless. Even gay people