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i hear the sound of a fly buzzing in my room and insanely turn into a horror movie protagonist covered in blood sweating and shaking and crying clutching a steel pipe in both hands and screaming "WHERE ARE YOU"

rereading my own writing is just a constant fluctuation between "damn, girl, you wrote this? (affectionate)" and "damn, girl, you wrote this? (derogatory)"

I am also “damn, girl, you wrote this? (forgetful)”

horrible plant ideas, go

Moss that is almost identical to common city moss, but it lets out a deadly poison into the air.

Grass that screams when you step on it

Venus dogtrap

tumbleweed with thorns

tumbleweeds already HAVE thorns

oh i thought they were made up

I think it'd be really funny if you could be honest when applying for jobs though. Like hi I'm so fucking autistic. I hate standing up for long periods of time and I don't work well in groups. I resent your establishment and all it stands for but I need money to live. Hire me please god hire me I can't keep living with my parents. Because I'm transgender. Okay fuck you email me back. God bless

fucking forehead to forehead is so intimate like pls... be careful........ our souls are gonna get intertwined........

saw trap where u have to eat dinner without watching something

Even saying ”I’m so sorry, I completely forgot” sounds marginally better than ” I’m so sorry, I didn’t completely forget, I actually completely remembered. I thought about it the whole time and it stressed me out so much my brain built an insurmountable wall around it.”

actually i love growing older and learning how i work as a person like realizing what kinds of fabrics feel best on my skin or what brand of yogurt i like best or how I want to be touched. watching myself change, enjoying brussel sprouts when I used to hate them as a child, understanding why I got angry in that one conversation 10 years ago… there are so many mysteries inside me that i have yet to unravel and there will always be more and sometimes i think maybe its all worth it