I'm Like A Stray Dog In A Lot Of Ways But I Will Not Elaborate On That

making an enthusiastic, sincere jack-off motion with my hand to indicate that i agree with the present course of action and think you have thought it out well

i was born weird and i will die fucking weird

man I wish people understood how much it sucks ass to be neurodivergent and trying to find the middle ground where people like/tolerate you. like, I'm either "boring" (trying to wait my turn in conversations, holding space for other people, taking a back seat to let others get some spotlight) or "too much" (too loud/talking too much, getting excited to share, trying to participate in group conversations/activities). No one really talks about how much of being neurodivergent is just sort of trying to make yourself palatable.

I feel like so much of my life has been spent trying to find this effortless sort of middle ground everyone else seems to automatically already know, and I'm always swinging too far one way or the other. I'm lucky to have neurodivergent friends who grok me, but goddamn I wish that I could just like, exist without the constant background script in my brain that's like "you're being too loud. You're not talking enough. you're being self-centered. you're being boring. you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong." I feel like I'm back in high school trying to make friends but stuck as the eternal "weird kid"

it's just... lonely and sucks bad.

“My nights are for over-thinking; my days are for over-sleeping.”

— Hedonist Poet

everyone hate my loquacious swag. its always "why did you make this sentence so long" and "why do you use so many commas and em dashes" and never "how did you come up with that run on sentence" or "writing that run on sentence looked fun"

Mawwige....

thinking about beating narinder with a gun in game, and immediatley marrying him, a shotgun wedding.

"this song is about this" "this song is about that" "this person wrote this song about this person" wrong all songs are about ocs ive made and ocs that have not yet come to pass

im the king of "ok what do you want to see me draw. ok cool. i will continue to not draw anything"

whoever invented beds was a fucking genius im just all cozied up in here like u don't even know how cozy i am