I cannot be bothered to update my theme/profile

I didn't think that it could get any worse after google decided to show jermasus as the main image result for searching "jerma" but clearly I've been proven wrong because the new image is truly much much worse

what the fuck

staring at the dessert menu and twirling my hair and going "should I be baaaaddd" until the autistic girl I'm eating with says "there is nothing bad about eating dessert. it is a morally neutral action"

every time i say velociraptor is very important to imagine a turkey-sized predatory bird and not the weird lizard thing from jurassic park

You are not a People Pleaser your lack of boundaries are not a virtue and one day you are going to boil over and lash out at your loved ones who had no idea they were hurting you because you never told them

Your lack of boundaries are not a virtue 🗣🗣🗣

The person in my notes telling me to "have compassion for traumatized people" is exhibiting the exact behavior I'm talking about re: (not) taking responsibility for your own communication so I think this type of person Does need to hear Hard Truths, actually. Something being a trauma response doesn't exempt it from harming your relationships & the people in them. Enabling it won't help anything cause ultimately you still have to do the work on yourself and use your fucking words

Ok? Ok. Now everyone else in my notes saying some variation on "yeah this is me I'm working on it" I'm giving you a sticker

yeah. by far the worst thing ever to happen to me started with someone who didn't just "not tell me something was wrong", but actively encouraged the behavior they hated until it became a huge problem with massive overflow damage to several other people. absolutely incredible clusterfuck, and also the only reason i have a referent for the concept of "feel violated", a thing i genuinely did not know my brain could produce.

Sorry, my what? My pronouns? Oh, yeah I'm between genders at the moment. No, it's cool, I quit my last gender a little while ago because it really wasn't working out. I don't know if I even have a dream gender anymore.

Oh yeah, it did come with benefits, but they weren't really worth it. The culture was really toxic. To be honest I think I'd prefer a part-time gender so I can just be self-described in my spare time.

I mean, in a perfect world we wouldn't need gender, you know? We could just voluntarily be perceived as much as we're able, as much as makes us feel fulfilled. Having a full-time gender shouldn't be a prerequisite for food, shelter, and healthcare.

An analysis of posting trends on Tumblr suggests that the ideal form of the visual novel is a semi-linear murder mystery whose gameplay consists of solving middle-school "who lives in the blue house?" style verbal logic puzzles, except every time you guess wrong a mean bisexual MILF makes fun of you.

ma'am, I'm going to place you on a brief hold while I look for a reaction image