"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?
thy mother
Art thou for fucking real
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"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?
thy mother
Art thou for fucking real
I feel like there are all of these different pieces that each represent some factor of being a person. and it isn't a universal set, meaning that not everyone has to have the same pieces at all times, there are many different ways to be a person with many different pieces to chose from. however there does seem to be some kind of a threshold, a minimal size of the set of pieces below which you kinda lose it. it's not that you're worthless and not a human when you have fewer pieces than that, it's just that you don't really feel like a person anymore.
anyways I feel like I've lost most of them at some point. if you gather my pieces they make sort of an outline of a person, that you could make out if you squint and know what to look for, but it's not a clear image.
A flawless relationship would be with someone who never expects anything from me at all. Never cares about anything I do. Never wants to know more than I share. Never complains about me not spending enough time with them or always doing my own thing.
Well.. that just sounds like I'm describing myself now. No one - expect maybe another schizoid - would be like this.
been driving days to nm. grandmas on a call. shes saying how excited she is to see us, my family telling me how excited they are to see me. something crucial about this familial bond thing isnt clicking for me... or is absent
i cannot comprehend. i could be not seeing anyone for decades and itll be as if we last seen eachother yesterday when we "reunite". theres no "omg i havent seen you in so long" or excitement for me. just casual i guess.
i dont get it... its like reunions are artificially made more important and dramatic than they actually are by people... im dreading when i actually arrive there
severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person
"There's no platonic explanation for this" <-you need to be nicer to your friends. Right now
"how can you be asexual lol"
how can you NOT be? i feel like partaking in anything sexual is disgusting and unintelligent like i dont know why but for me i have this association with asexuality and higher intelligence which isnt true maybe but for me it kind of is. theres no way people enjoy that. theres no way people have a "libido". its feels barbaric and primitive and nasty
going to be sick
i feel like society needs to redifine what "love" and "enjoy" and similar words mean to accomodate a broader more inclusive definition . to include those who feel little or none at all because if you ask anyone what love means or whatever its always something like "its a feeling of happiness and care you get for someone and from being around them"
but at the same time i dont know what the new inclusive definition would be exactly without totally dissolving the meaning of the words entirely . but i know we still "love" and "enjoy", we do not need feeling to experience what those words mean . our experiences transcend feeling
hey bro qick question .do i seem like a person to you
I miss intimacy 😭😭 I wanna use someone like a weighted blanket 😭😭😭 pl.eas
avolition is probably my strongest, worst symptom. yes i have complete and total emotionlessness 24/7 but its actually kind of nice, it is suffocating but very comforting. but avolition literally just makes you come across as a lazy selfish person who doesnt contribute to the basic tasks of being a literal adult. its humiliating and i feel like no one would understand unless you have it. youre just lazy and inconsiderate to them.
you also have little passion for the few things you find interest in, no inspiration, and no drive to bring ideas to existence. it really sucks any remaining soul out of you that wasnt already destroyed by the other symptoms of this disorder . so, so bored i might start doing more extreme stuff to myself and others
they killed him for this
it’s never a normal temperature anymore it’s always some fucking bullshit
i love hearing about people's pasts and the spaces they inhabited. something about it just makes me so interested and makes me want to experience what they experienced through their body or as a spectator outside their body and especially see their spaces
my memory is like one of those old school chalk tablets and you never know if it'll get smudged (you might remember/infer what it says) or washed out in the rain, or if it'll be fine. except sometimes the erased text will come back and you never know that either
good morning i woke up to NO, absolutely ZERO pretty boys in my bed asleep and cuddling me. im so sad