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if you vote me for president i vow to make everything the ocean again. no more land only ocean. this will solve all of our problems and replace them with new, far more interesting problems

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

Wishing you a relaxed nervous system

The destruction of the entire universe and every soul in it is a truly depressing ending. Just because God replaced it with another universe that looked similar doesn't change anything - this is Job and his children all over again. Job doesn't want new children, and neither do I.

If you give the reader a name then it’s NOT x reader

even worse when its a good fic like i gotta squint my eyes a lil

the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.

i fucking hate ocd because mine is very fixated on schizophrenia and like the idea of "losing my mind" so when something else triggers my ocd spiral it ALWAYS goes back to the idea that i am losing it! and then its just a circulus vitiosus that i have no way of getting out of unless i literally forget about it

maybe once im smaller I’d be loveable and worthy of protection and care