a bittersweetly, neverending phobia

im actually technically a hivemind but im pretty clumsy and i got every other body of mine killed and now im just one guy. it happens.

strange perpetually single women in their late 20s with vivid dreams of a beautiful future and the heartbeat of a scared mouse how are we doing

worst part of anxiety/ocd is that sometimes your fears actually do happen and you have to wag your finger at i like this still doesn't prove you're right asshole. it's like having a venom symbiote except you don't even get to have gay alien sex

all texts are risky texts if you have sufficient fear in your heart

I just learned yesterday that watermelons could explode when overripe and then today one exploded in my kitchen. So I guess I'll never learn anything new ever again just to be safe.