fuckin feral my guy

“word hashtag my word #myword” has done irreversible damage to my vocabulary

I'm not a good person (remembers morality isn't binary and neither am I) I'm barely a person at all (remembers I shouldn't be self negative) but someday I'll be perfect (remembers that I'm human and I make mistakes) and I'll make up for it all

(snaps out of it) OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING!! HOLY JESUS CHRIST FUCK WHY DID NOBODY TRY TO STOP ME (eases back into it) ahhhh. yeah this feels right

I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”

i need to kill that little creature inside me that craves love and safety and then ill be free

If you're a real pervert, anything can be horny. For example, I got hard thinking about how frustrated a robotgirl would be if you always hit stop on her microwave at 0:01. Do you think she hates it or does she start to get off on it eventually. What about doing the "add 30secs" button just before the timer goes off

“what’s stopping you from-“ listen i am so so sleepy

and like. broke

no i didn’t skip that song because i don’t like it, i skipped it because i don’t have the emotional stability to listen to it now

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

Ik there’s a certain dislike even from other trans guys when it comes to sad boy ukulele transmasc music but like. That shit works ok. Every time I get really down I just put on Talk to Me or something and expel my toxins before getting back up to face the world anew. Like. There’s something in there man.

Currently doing an Insomniac's Gambit. For those of you who don't know, this is when you mess up your sleep schedule badly enough that you attempt to fix it by skipping an entire night of sleep then going to bed at a reasonable hour the next day. Crucially, it does not work

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