Virgo and i don't give a damn

The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter "written" by the doll saying "please don't cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures."

Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka's life.

During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.

Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (he bought one) that had returned. “It doesn't look like my doll at all," said the girl.

Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: "my travels have changed me." the little girl hugged the new doll and brought her happy home.

A year later Kafka died. Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:

"Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way."

Forgetting what you said as you soon as you say it.

Time? Doesn’t exist. Have fun.

Executive functioning? Nah fam. I think you mean executive DYSfunctioning. I have not functioned properly since I was a fetus.

Where’d it go!? Where’d what go? That thing I was just holding? I don’t even know what you were holding !! I just had it in my han- nevermind, found it :|

Sensory overloads baby. You know the drill.

Saying something and it comes out a jumbled mess of words not even you understand.

Writing so fast it looks like chicken scratch cause your hand is trying to keep up with how fast your brain is going.

Talking so fast that you have to give people a moment to decipher what you just said.

Racing thoughts. Racing thoughts. Think think think think think think think. More thoughts. Thoughts galore~ they’re all around. More thinking. More-

Hoarding food because you never managed to stop your activity and eat it. Aka. exec dysfunction

Being more active at night because your ‘internal clock’ is wack & doesn’t know what time is

Texting so fast that you hit send before you read over it & none of it makes sense

Not asking for help because its a lot more work to figure what you need help with exactly then to just do it yourself

You hear that? What? That noise? What noise? That one, I hear something. Well I don’t hear anything.

Having hobbies for like a few days to a month then finding another hyperfixation. One fixation after the other.

You see that? See what? That right there? There’s nothing there?? Yes there is, right by that pole. I still don’t see it. That tiny dot right there!

Rejection sensitive dysphoria? I shall now dig my grave & cry in it because everyone hates me & I belive I annoy them.

Wait, how’d I get here?? It was just 2pm & now its 6pm. What??? What was I even doing then!? Where did the time go??

Disassociate time~ Is someone speaking to you? Now they aren’t.

“A boy usually has more fun at a party if he is acquainted with the other boys.” Experiences in Homemaking. 1960. 

so every dot on this map is basically someone’s queer experience: coming out, meeting their future wife, seeing another gay man in public for the first time, anything you can think of that truly left a mark on them

It’s no secret to the Japanese that Shinjuku nichome is the gay district of Tokyo but about half the pins left there are for the same club in that area named gold finger. Definitely a place to check out if you’re looking to get involved in the Japanese queer community for whatever reason, it seems.

I have a sneaking suspicion this submission is a haiku when written in Japanese…

This guy got the scenic view I guess

Is this how people feel while reading deep romantic poetry because wow I’m moved.

Honestly the best feeling is learning we’re not as alone as we’ve been led to believe

This thing

The line thing