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st-just · 6 months

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I have a friend whose, like, 7 for 10 on reccing me things I end up eally liking, but he always does so in a way that's almost designed in a lab to make them sound unappealing to me. Just incredibly vexing dynamic.

#I just #don't' care about action scenes #I SUPER don't care about super technical explanations of how peoples superpowers work #and describing 'badass'/'awesome' characters without context just ends up seeming idk fanficcy in a bad way #probably tmi #its 2am and I'm rambling

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ghost-format · 1 year

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The Creatures

(Aka Neurobeasts)

Tbh / Yipee / Autism

By Princestarangel

Gtfo / Autism

By Semba

Btw / Adhd

By waffle-bog

Omg / adhd

By croffeepot and EggyDaxy on Twitter

Idk / Adhd / executive dysfunction

By Semba

Tmi / Audhd

By alter-ego-cole

Nvm / Ocd

By Squirmmy

Gmtfo / Anxiety

By ghost-format

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ganondoodle · 15 days

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(currently getting extremely emotional over seeing pics of my lil brothers top surgery realizing i havent actually fully come to terms with the fact it will never be possible for me-

where i live the process to get to that point is extremely invasive and difficult; plus i am not trans enough anyway (nonbinary basically doesnt exist- theres only one or the other, i dont want T either even if id love to have some effects of it, i do not want other changes it causes) so that alone makes it pretty impossible already, and i am incredibly scared of anyone seeing or touching me in certain places and of surgery .. and hospitals .. everything basically.

(please dont try to give me hope about that, it will only make it worse in the end, i just need to deal with these emotions rn and get back to where i was, sorry)

#ganondoodles talks #personal #tmi #possibly #i have never in my life been to a gynecologist and i never want to #do not perceive me #LISTEN i KNOW how important it is and that you SHOULD #i cannot #i physically cannot #dont try to talk to me about how important it is please #i know- i promise you i know and i feel extremely guilty about it but i can not #it feels like a phobia but idk #maybe connected to body or gender dysphoria (?)#i shouldnt write this here #i need to delete this after i calmed down

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petratherrock · 3 months

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Maybe it's misogyny idk but I really really wish Meyers would write the rest of the series in Edward pov as in Midnight Sun's sequels but ik she's not writing them because they're so miserable to write or some such 🥲

It's so interesting and fun to read how Edward is dramatic, gentle and caring and also a little stupid wet cat over his love for Bella. This man has been so romance-starved that once he actually fell for someone he's thinking pages of monologues about his catholic guilt of his love for her

He's prowling the stage as he monologues. He's kissing the steps that Bella walks on. He thinks she's more exquisite than Rosalie and Bella is selfless and she's an angel and being with her gives him both euphoria and guilt. He says he can look at her forever, he's been looking at her, and that's all he's ever going to do. He wants to be with her, he doesn't want her to miss being a human.

I love his sense of humor

I think it's also partly my stupid sappy mind enjoying romance from the pov of a man absolutely simping over his lover

Yes it's a little toxic or a lot but why not he's fictional

#i think that sm is mormon idk if they also operate on guilt but #midnight sun #twilight saga #edward cullen #bella swan #stephenie meyer #ah this is why i enjoyed Jace pov from tmi sm or jsut Jace in general this man and Edward can compete on how they'll kiss the floor #their lovers walked on

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sky-neverending · 9 months

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Magnus: “Hey, gorgeous?��

Jace: “Yeah, babe?”

Magnus:

Magnus: “I was talking to my BOYFRIEND.”

Jace: “Woah, Magnus. I know i’m pretty but we aren’t that close.”

Magnus: “Alec? Why did you like him?”

Alec: “Honestly? No clue.”

#shadowhunters #shadowhunters incorrect quotes #the mortal instruments #tmi incorrect quotes #magnus bane #jace herondale #jace lightwood #idk which one he is #alec lightwood #malec

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miraclepatty · 3 months

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Shoutout to my friends in the selfship community who feel alone, shoutout to the ones who feel disregarded, shoutout to the ones who have been thinking of leaving the community or no longer feel motivated to post anymore

[Proship DNI!!!]

#f/o community #F/o comfort #maybe this is too tmi #It just feels so hard to be motivated to post right now but I feel like I’ve been on break too long #The f/o community just makes me sad sometimes idk #I’m okay though!

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sylviii · 9 months

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im part of a scientific study about the effects of constantly having hot nasty transgender sex

and buddy, I'm in the control group

#naughtyposting #sylvi speaks #not to get personal on main but ya girl needs to get FUCKT #maybe that's tmi! idk!

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adachicuto · 11 months

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haven

a/n: had to scrap what i originally planned on posting, at least for now, and wrote this instead. dad bang chan. it took forever for me to get to the point, if there is one, so sorry for that lol

warning(s): sickness (allergies - sinus) and food mentions

pairing: bang chan x gender-neutral reader

rating: fluff

word count: 2,168

After what felt like forever, Chris finally finished up some work that needed to be done. Gently, he massaged his temples as he shut down his computer before exiting his home studio. Before heading to the bathroom for a shower, he looked around the house for anything that needed to be done. The last thing he wanted was for you to stress about the condition of your home.

Freshly showered, he made his way to his son’s bedroom for one last bedtime kiss. When he entered the room, the only things that could be heard were Mateo’s snores and the soft clicking of his rotating shadow lamp. The walls of the room were covered with an assortment of animals in various colors and a wave of nostalgia washed over Chris.

As he tiptoed further into the room, Mateo moved in his sleep and that made Chris hold his breath. Even after a full day of school, Mateo had too much energy which made putting him to bed a bit frustrating for both of you.

So, he ushered you towards your bedroom and suggested that you take a relaxing bath or shower and that he would take care of everything. You reluctantly agreed but there was no way that you would let him do everything. He only laughed at your stubbornness before he leaned over to kiss your forehead.

Then Chris walked over to Mateo, who was busy working on a small dinosaur puzzle, and sat down across from him. Once the puzzle was complete, Chris asked Mateo if he was ready for bath time to which Mateo replied with a ‘no’. With years of parenting stray kids under his belt, he kept a calm expression on his face as he thought of what to do next. Luckily, all he had to do was mention sweets and the sound of tiny feet against the hardwood floors was all that could be heard.

“Then we’re going to clean up all of our toys, yeah?”

“I will! Promise.” Mateo shouted over his shoulder.

Chris couldn’t help but laugh at how Mateo said ‘promise’ since his two front teeth had fallen out recently. With a shake of his head and a grin on his face, Chris quickly picked a pair of pajamas before he made his way down the hall.

It took about ten minutes for Mateo to decide on what body wash he wanted to use, even though they all smelled similar. When he finally decided on a bright blue one, Chris turned on the water.

After a few soap mohawks and funny stories, Mateo was all cleaned up and ready for bed. Chris had just tossed his dirty clothes into a hamper when the child tugged on his shirt.

“Can I have a cookie now?”

Chris placed his thumb and forefinger under his chin, pretending to think. “Did you pick up all of your toys?”

Mateo shook his head.

“It’s okay.” Chris leaned down to kiss the top of his head, “Come on, I’ll help you.”

The two boys made their way to Mateo’s bedroom to clean up and you soon joined them. Once the room was clean, Chris gave Mateo a cookie as promised, and he later brushed his teeth with both of you. Then all three of you went back into his room and you sat on his green race car bed while Chris sat on the floor, a small book in hand.

After two bedtime stories, Mateo crawled into your lap. You smiled down at him and moved a curl out of his face before kissing his forehead. Chris moved closer to the two of you and you all sat in silence. When it seemed like Mateo was finally dozing off, you moved slightly to lay him down which only woke him up. You looked at Chris and both of you laughed quietly.

Chris kneeled on the side of Mateo’s bed and carefully leaned over to kiss the top of the child’s head. He moved some of his hair from his face and frowned when he felt warmth. Chris gently placed the back of his hand against Mateo’s forehead and his eyebrows knitted together.

Carefully, he peeled the blankets and checked if the child was sweating but there was nothing. He decided that it would be best to check his temperature and take some of the blankets off.

Chris reluctantly stood and went to exit the room but not before he turned around to check on him once more.

When he climbed into bed with you minutes later, you turned to face him. “Everything okay?”

“I think so. It just seems like Mateo’s running a temp.” He dipped his head to kiss your cheek, his way of trying to reassure you. “But I think he’s okay. He wasn’t sweating and his temperature was normal.”

You nodded and promised to check his temperature in the morning, far too tired to try and get out of bed. Within minutes, you were out again. Chris moved closer to you so that your head could rest against his chest and hoped that Mateo would be fine in the morning.

••••

The next few days were rough for all three of you, Mateo especially. When you checked his temperature, he had a low-grade fever and within a day, sneezing and congestion. You and Chris cleared your schedules to take him to the doctor where he was diagnosed with a sinus infection.

It hurt both of you to see him in the slightest bit of pain. Everything was more challenging, especially when he was cranky at times. Even though the two of you were slightly frustrated, you both remained calm and tried your best to soothe him.

There were many moments when Chris was just as exhausted as you, but he still managed to go above and beyond in helping with Mateo. Of course, this wasn’t anything new, but it made you realize just how lucky you were to have him as your husband.

And even though caring for a sick kid was a task, it was a nice change of pace. There were times when you both questioned if the time you spent with Mateo was enough. With your twelve-hour shifts and the long hours Chris spent producing music and traveling with the group, it made sense to question it.

Your text tone brought you back to the present.

You glanced down at the bowl of hot soup on the counter you then dug your phone out of your sweatpants pocket. Once you unlocked it, you were met with a few messages in the group chat. All of the members sent well wishes to Mateo as well as reminders for you and Chris to take care of yourselves and each one matched their personalities which made you chuckle. Quickly, you typed a thank you response before you put your phone back in your pocket and grabbed the bowl.

As you padded to the living room, the floor cold against your bare feet, you could hear Mateo’s favorite animated movie playing. Even though he was sick, Mateo didn’t pass up the opportunity to point out and explain what was going on to Chris.

“Oh, so that’s her big sister.” Chris looked at the screen and then turned to Mateo, who seemed pleased that his dad was paying attention.

You could only smile as you moved closer to them. They were both so into the movie that they barely noticed when you sat down next to them which made Chris smile sheepishly at you. He looked at the bowl in your hands and got Mateo’s attention. It took a minute but when he looked at what was in the bowl, he turned so that his head rested on Chris’s shoulder.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Mateo pointed at the bowl and faced the opposite direction.

“Don’t wanna eat vegetables.”

Both of you had to hold in your laughter.

“Aw, it’s okay,” you started, “they’ll help you feel better.”

“And help you get big and strong.” Chris quickly added.

The little boy groaned and tightened his grasp on his dad’s shirt. You reached over to gently rub Mateo’s back and he slowly faced you, a pout on his lips. Chris kissed the side of his head and went on to animatedly explain how he got so strong from eating all his vegetables.

Just as you were about to bring the bowl back to the kitchen, Mateo let go of Chris and climbed into your lap, and gestured for the soup. Both of you took turns feeding him and each time he’d eat a spoonful, you each made funny faces. When the bowl was mostly empty, you both made sure to clap and cheer for him.

“When can I get muscles like Uncle Changbin?”

Neither of you could hold in your giggles. Chris rubbed the top of Mateo’s head, his curls messier than before, and explained that it may take some time. Mateo nodded, somewhat pleased by Chris’s answer, and turned his focus back to the movie. Now and then, Mateo excitedly pointed at something on the screen and asked you about it before he and Chris dozed off.

As the movie continued, a deep orange and yellow glow seeped into the curtains and filtered into your living room. Just as you were about to stand up, Mateo shifted in your lap and froze for a second. You sighed, shook your head, and thought about similar moments when he was a baby. Carefully, you moved Mateo onto the couch and placed a light blanket over him.

Movement to your right made you look up and you noticed that Chris was sleepily staring at you.

“Okay?”

You nodded, “Was just gonna get us something to eat.”

“I’ll help.”

There was barely a chance to protest because he leaned over, careful not to disturb Mateo, and kissed you. Then his hand clasped yours and he helped you up. The two of you walked into the kitchen and Chris gestured to the bar stools.

You playfully rolled your eyes and looked out the window above the sink. The sun was quickly sinking below the horizon, and you could faintly make out a few stars speckled across the sky. While Chris reheated your leftovers, you filled two glasses of water because there was no way either of you had the time or energy to cook.

••••

The two of you were able to eat in comfortable silence. Just as the last of the dishes were cleaned, Mateo entered the kitchen with tears in his eyes and cried right after. When he was cranky like that, it was best to act quickly.

It was a team effort to bathe him but luckily, he calmed down to eat. His symptoms were much better than before, and he was able to sleep during the night without a coughing fit. You had just given Mateo one last goodnight kiss when you met Chris in the dim hallway.

“I ordered this,” he held up a bag that had your favorite bakery’s logo on it and took you by the hand.

You were too excited to say anything as you hurried to the kitchen. Chris grabbed the spoons while you took out a pint of ice cream and got two bowls.

“Thank you.” You turned to face him.

There was a slight darkness under his eyes, and you felt a pang in your chest. He always tried his best, which you appreciated, but he’d doubt himself.

“It’s no problem,” he leaned forward and kissed your forehead, “I gave Mateo the last cookie a few days ago and knew you’d want something sweet.”

With a smile on your face, you dropped your spoon into the bowl and cupped his cheeks.

“Not just for the sweets but everything,” you kissed his nose, “it’s just that I don’t think you know how much you are appreciated.”

Chris surged forward and kissed you. Even after all this time, he was still able to make it feel like you were kissing him for the first time. When he pulled away, your face felt warm and his cheeks were tinged pink.

The rest of the night went on as normal. After going through your nighttime routine, you exited your en suite and were surprised to see Chris waiting for you. When you asked him about getting any work done, he told you that it could wait.

Once most of the lights were off, save for your bedside lamp, you climbed into bed.

“Do you think he’s going to be okay tomorrow?”

Chris pulled his lips inwards as he thought for a moment. “Well, he did pick all of the M&M’s out of the trail mix. So, I think he’s starting to feel better.”

At that, you chuckled.

He pressed a kiss to your cheek and told you to get some rest. With a nod, you pulled Chris closer to rest your head on his chest. Once your minds were at ease, the two of you drifted off to sleep.

#it’s not my best 🙃 but i hope someone can still enjoy it #tmi but i babysat my toddler nephew last week and it inspired this #and again today and he just tried to drink from a bottle of syrup 🤣 little kids are so funny yeah so another tmi lmao #stray kids #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #skz #skz scenarios #skz imagines #skz fluff #bang chan #bang chan scenarios #bang chan fluff #bang chan imagines #bang chan x reader #stray kids x reader #just vibes for this no plot idk

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filmbyjy · 11 months

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TWITTER SUCKS! > twenty-eight! kiss the girl

synopsis > who knew you could become famous overnight for paying $8 for a single blue checkmark? however, it does come with consequences…what happens when the actual BELIFT Lab comes knocking at your door. all because you simply impersonated your bias.

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vote for my next smau here!!!

a/n: more lore and jieun getting roasted to the ground. she about to become a pack of roasted peanuts💅🏻 (idk don’t ask).

fun fact! i’ve been to HYBE before. well not go in HYBE but I have stood outside HYBE before and I must say it’s really nice.

you have never felt this nervous. your fingers gripping the ends of your sleeveless. you were about to meet ENHYPEN. the people who helped heal you from your horrible breakup. god, you were terrified of messing up.

you walked up the steps and through the revolving door (yes, HYBE has a revolving door. like what is this a hotel??). there was a receptionist so you were about to walk up to them and tell them about it but someone pops out of nowhere.

“oh? noona.” jungwon says. you turned around and you gasp. this was yang jungwon in flesh. you nearly yelped in excitement but you should definitely not act like a crazy fan. also they really meant it when they said camera never does idols justice. jungwon looked way more prettier in real life.

“jungwon.” the younger boy smiles.

“heeseung hyung has been so nervous about today. he kept straightening his shirt and making sure his hair was-” he chuckles. “ah, you should just meet him. follow me!”

you glanced at the staff at the reception and jungwon notices.

“don’t worry. you are with us, i’m sure they wouldn’t mind.”

“yeah but shouldn’t I get a pass? surely, I can’t just enter the building like this.” jungwon pouts.

“okay, maybe I should call the manager down here.” he dials for the manager and enhypen’s manager comes down. there was a slight administrative work but it was settled quickly. though…the manager kinda did have to lie about you were being a new staff but it was for a good cause so who cares.

jungwon opens the door for you and walked in. the others quickly took notice of you and you felt overwhelmed.

“noona, you’re really pretty in real life.” jake says. it earns a smack from sunghoon.

“yah yah, heeseung hyung’s girl. you should know the bro code.” sunghoon says.

“i’m just complimenting her. is it wrong to compliment someone?”

“it’s not wrong, it’s just that everytime you compliment someone. they just take it as you’re flirting with them.” jay says. jake was about to argue but he stops himself before pouting.

ni-ki turns to look at heeseung. “hyung, are you not going to greet her?”

“uh-” he clears his throat. “yeah. hi (name).”

you smiled, “hi heeseung.”

heeseung could feel his heart racing. your smile was pretty and he liked it. he wanted to see it more often.

“heeseung, you have an interview so you need to change and get your makeup done.” jieun enters the room. she realises you were there. she glares at you.

“and who might you be?” jieun gives you a fake smile. one that you could clearly tell was sarcastic and fake.

“she’s a new staff member.” jungwon explains. he points to your ID card.

“her? please don’t me she’s part of the fashion team or makeup team. she can’t even plan her outfit and makeup right.” jieun says. sunoo rolls his eyes.

“i’m sorry but judging by your outfit choice today…” he scans her outfit. “yeah, you look like a hot mess. not stylish at all. aren’t you supposed to be our stylist?”

jieun scoffs, “I am a makeup artist not a fashion designer.”

“your foundation is caked up. better remove it, you look like a ghost.” sunoo sasses. jieun stomps her feet and leaves the room.

“damn, is she always like this?”

“with sunoo mainly.” sunghoon says.

“we don’t waste our energy on her because we find her annoying. sunoo does the roasting most of the times. he enjoys seeing her storm off.” jay shrugs.

“anyways, noona. are you and heeseung hyung going to have a date? a company date?” ni-ki smirks. heeseung shoves the younger boy.

“no. it’s a friendly date.”

oh it’s a friendly date. you dressed up nicely for nothing?

jay pulls heeseung aside.

“noona, how about we reach you how to do ‘drunk-dazed’?” jake suggests.

“in a skirt?” you say. jake flushes.

“uh, okay maybe not ‘drunk-dazed’. what about umm..”

“whoops too bad. sorry! I’ll take (name)’s time now!” heeseung grabs your hands and pulls you away from the boys. he quickly leaves the room with you.

“first step complete!” sunoo clasps.

“are you going to get mae and subin here?” sunghoon asks jay.

“should we? I think (name) noona might get suspicious though.”

“who cares if she gets suspicious. she’s going to literally find out hyung likes her and they both have feelings for each other.” sunghoon says.

“sunghoon hyung is right. we should get mae and subin here. they know her best.” jungwon says.

“alright, if leader nim says so.” jay says.

in a matter of 15-20 minutes later, mae and subin appeared at the practice room.

“where they fucking?” mae says upon entering the room. subin smacks her arm.

“unnie, that’s not nice of you to say that. she and heeseung oppa are just chatting.” subin says.

jay stares right at mae and swore his heart leaps. which was weird because he has never had this happen before. sure, he had crushes but something about mae was getting to him.

“hey bud, you’re drooling.” jake nudges. jay rolls his eyes.

“I am not. anyways, hyung and noona went to the rooftop cafe. it’s famous up there for date spots between staff and idols.”

“oooo is there mint choco in the cafe?” subin asks. sunoo gasps.

“you’re a true sunoo stan.” he goes to hug her. subin freezes. mae snorts.

back to you and heeseung. he hands his card to the cashier and pays for the drinks.

“so…what did you and jay talk about?”

“nothing, he’s just teasing me. that’s all.”

“oh. that’s umm sweet?”

heeseung chuckles, “really?”

“I mean you guys have been friends for 7 years now. you guys practically like siblings. teasing is only a common thing in a friendship.”

“so you, mae and subin tease each other a lot?”

“only recently when-” you paused. were you about to expose your feelings for him? what if you do tell him though…what could happen.

“only when?”

“i started to have a crush on you.” you whispered the last part. heeseung tilts his head.

“i’m sorry, I couldn’t catch the last part.”

“you. I have a crush on you.” you blushed after admitting it. heeseung’s jaw drops.

“order for lee heeseung!” the barista calls out.

“i-” he stood up. “I’ll get our order. one second.”

you mumbling and smacking from somewhere and you spot a familiar sweater that subin loved wearing. that’s when your eyes widened, the other boys and your friends were listening in. mae realises you had seen them so she drags the others away. heeseung places the tray on the table.

“umm, i’m sorry i dumped a whole big bomb on you. I shouldn’t have expose my feelings for you when we quite literally just met in person-”

what you did not expect was for lee heeseung, your bias, your crush and the man you liked, to kiss you. heeseung places a finger under your chin to tilt your head up so he could kiss you easier. you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back. only a couple of seconds later, heeseung pulls away.

“don’t doubt yourself, I like you as much as you do.” he pecks your forehead.

splash

a gasp was heard after you heard a cup fall to the ground. when you and heeseung turned back to the sound, you realised it was jieun. her fist was clenched, she runs. probably to inform the other staff of you and heeseung. both you and heeseung turned to each other, there was a knowing look that both of you knew.

you had to stop jieun and expose her

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teaboot · 1 year

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I love working in a team again, because working alone for so long can get a bit lonely, but I miss feeling normal, you know?

When you do everything by yourself, you can just get things done, and if you fuck up someone will tell you, and if you do good someone will tell you,and nothing else really matter except accomplishing the task. The job needs to be done, so you do it, and as long as it gets done, nobody looks too close at you.

Now that I'm with people again, everything I do is compared to the "normal" way of doing it. And even if nobody says anything at first, it does eventually come up anyways. Like a weird birthmark or scar that you can tell people are staring at.

When you're alone, you don't think about why you do things the way you do. You don't wonder why your brain works the way it does, or why you're different, and the unconscious habits you have aren't strange or annoying or in the way.

"Why do you do it like this, when it takes longer?"

"Can you stop doing this? It's driving me nuts."

"Would you stop putting this there?"

"You know that's not the right word, right?"

"Wow, they really don't like you."

People have the right to ask questions. I get that they try to understand, and it's not an attack. And I get everyone has little peeves that set them off, just like I do.

But it's so much easier to isolate, to stay alone, to hide from people forever and ever so I don't have to be reminded constantly that there are things my brain can't do, there are things I can't see or learn or understand, and that sometimes the little tricks and workarounds I've worked so hard on still fall a little short of the mark.

It's hard, hearing someone casually mention one of your many little deviancies, and not also hearing the old old memories attached in so many voices that say,

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"You're touched in the head."

"Are you retarded?"

"We're getting you evaluated. There's clearly something going on with you."

"Are you really that dense?"

"You have to be doing this on purpose. Nobody is that stupid."

"I truly think there's something wrong with you."

I like being who I am, when I'm alone.

Alone in a room isn't the same as being alone in a crowd.

#TMI #IDK guys just venting #Thinking on paper #Fine to reblog

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