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does anybody know how to get out of bed. or be a better person

I believe in my heart of hearts that ryland grace, dorky science teacher, hosted grover cleveland middle's d&d club. if you combine this with the fact that ryan gosling's answer to what he would bring with him into space was choose your own adventure novels. well. the answer becomes clear. rocky crafts little textured dice and they play ttrpgs together. it just makes sense.

Everyone needs three hobbies: one to give you carpel tunnel, one to leave you sore and bruised, and one for your distant relatives to insist you monetize

the thing about crochet is that it absolutely is a sport you can lose at

It’s just me, myself, and the books I said I wasn’t going to buy.

I never got over anything. I miss everyone and everything. nostalgia and grief kill me every day. oh and I also love going on walks.

Direct byproduct of being neurodivergent and growing up isolated from your peergroup is having no idea when it's appropriate to define someone as your friend

Is this person I met yesterday my friend? What about this person I've been talking to every day for three months? What about this person I've known since middle school? Is friend a title I have to earn? What are the limits of friendship? Is it a static state, make-or-break, or is it some endless dance-dance-revolution style cavalcade of prompts and challenges and social cues I have to hit perfectly to keep it up? Does it bend? Does it break? I don't fucking know man I just work here.

i still remember when the dude doing my autism assessment asked me how many friends I had, and I was like "okay but how are we defining friendship?" and he just like, stared at me for a second and then wrote down some notes

i feel so called out because i don’t know what defines any relationship at all, i don’t know when someone is being romantic or sexual or friendly or polite or mean or anything i don’t get it and then they tell me after it’s too late or something comes to mind and i lose the opportunity and it’s so fuckin awful because i want community but i never know what the correct level of behaving is because a friend could be someone i’ve known for 2 minutes or a year and i have no idea

Sleeping poorly is so embarrassing... sorry im grumpy I stayed up past my bedtime. Like a toddler

I love Midnight Burger. There's drama, peril, a bit of "will they? won't they?", and on several occasions you have bad guys being like "we would LOVE to take hold of the diner and kill you all, but due to the fact that Leif has a device that will turn our bones into marshmallows shoved up his ass, we are forced to monologue until you guys figure a way out of this."

the amount of care and attention the human body needs is disgusting