KIROKAZE
The Bowery Presents
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Keni
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
macklin celebrini has autism
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

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Kiana Khansmith
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@berclar
microdosing hell by being awake and literate
how it feels to talk about anything at all
you can be scared, overwhelmed, and uncertain but still be capable of doing it anyway
just received the best text message I’ve ever had. from my mom
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backrooms (2026) - kane parsons
in one of those phases of crippling existential self-doubt where the nervous horse that controls my productivity is just lying down in the mud and won't get up. the horse is asking questions like do I deserve carrot for big jump if big jump meaningless and is it wrong to be a horse. I'm trying to goad it with compliments and treats but so far the horse won't bite, it's too busy ruminating about the cosmic value of horses
we're telling the horse you can make the jump, you're such a special horse for being able to do the big jump, everybody loves it when they get to watch a big jump, you will get so many carrots, and the horse is not buying it. it's just snorting at us. the horse is saying well there are other horses and flicking mud at us with its tail without getting up. we're telling the horse: but not for us! you're the only horse in the world to us! what must we offer you, nervous horse? o, nervous horse, take pity on your believers!
the horse is questioning the validity of a system in which carrots are rewarded to horses who make the big jumps, seeing as every horse wants a carrot and big jumpers are few, and wants to know why we can't love it for its talents in identifying threats like plastic bags blowing in the wind & being so alert it has a nervous breakdown, instead of expecting it to jump all the time, and perhaps the horse would enjoy a career in calligraphy or nursing instead of this jumping for carrots rigamarole. our negotiator was forced to state that the horse is, nonetheless, a horse. the atmosphere remains tense.
this is my impression of what it would look like if the toddlers at my job could make traumacore edits about me
alright by popular demand here is more toddler traumacore
you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed
everything is okay
i live here
im a person
its okay to make noise
youre allowed to go outside
no one is watching you
person (non-practicing)
person (part-timer)
all that and i havent killed myself yet i must really love this stupid fucking life
really specific trope i like that i feel like can only be explained in a diagram
girl with ptsd voice: hey, so something really bad is gonna happen, right? you guys are picking up on that too, yeah? The other shoe is about to drop, I just know it.