Leave Me To The Vultures

Life with a personality disorder is not a “roller coaster.” I stand in line waiting for a roller coaster, eagerly awaiting to take the ride. Life with a personality disorder is more like owning a pet chimpanzee. Outside observers think they are so quirky, but chances are good that when all is said and done, this thing will rip my skin off.

Oh my god I’m obsessed with this.

yo like I would love to have a clean, organized room but my brain won’t let me. do I like having a messy room? fuck no. do i have the executive function to keep it clean? fuck no.

that’s not how you open…………a can of….pickles.

u know how the moon looks so good irl but looks terrible in every pic… me but without looking good irl

remember when you used to go over to your friend’s house and you’d go down to the “computer room” to the dad’s old shitty desktop computer and sit on the giant black leather computer chair and your friend would show you charlie the unicorn and epic rap battles of history type of stuff on youtube while their younger siblings bugged you for a turn to use the computer

…this is so specific but… yes I do remember.

Our parents always told us it’s bad for our eyes to sit close to the TV. We ignored them so hard that we invented VR so we could put the tv right up against our eyes