The angels are here !

getting ready to regress and settling into your pet mindset while "animal i have become" gradually starts playing in background

when my head seriously hurts, the thing I mostly yearn for is someone reading to me. or just talking at me, making up a story to distract me. I love to read, but it can make me light-headed even on a good day. and podcasts are not the same, of course. if only I had a friend, y'know? my head and neck rly hurt

do you know how aggressive and hostile the society is to the slow-minded and those struggling with words. god, this is unbearable! why is everyone so fucking impatient?! you ask me a question, you want me to give a good answer, but then you get mad and raise your voice when I take a few seconds to think it over and organize my thoughts! I literally told you before, that you being angry at me makes me freeze and get cold with fear and I genuinely cannot properly think or move in such state, but you don't care! and then you complain that I'm the irritable and asocial one?! I try to communicate, I support you, I stay quiet and I stay unbothersome, and this is how you care for me? hopeless, you are heartless.

daily/casual plurality thing: you over-eat or stay hungry even after getting full, because different headmates want different foods or/and there are fronters who weren't there during the whole eating process so they feel like they haven't eaten <_3

i restarted talking to an ex-classmate a few days ago (weird story, she randomly texted me first, huh). and today i found out she's a TT fan and used to play it (can't download it anymore, because apparently it's not available on her newer phone)!! omg omg i found another TT fan in the wild

your headmates deserve to argue on the internet a little. as a treat 💘

i wish humans had more holes to breathe through

was telling a friend about tonight's dream i had, and she just went "woah. you upload anything to ao3 ?" is it THAT fucking obvious I'm a writer just from how I describe long stories?????