got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?
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@kaprizovz
got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?
the wisdom ive learnt is that becoming part of a friend group 1) takes a long time and 2) involves a lot of feeling awkward and left out at first. there’s nothing terrible about this but if you grew up chronically lonely or have any kind of trauma relating to social isolation this likely feels Really Wrong and activates danger signals. but both fortunately and unfortunately it’s just how becoming close to new people works most of the time
another thing that was not intuitive to me as someone who grew up an autistic loner: basically everyone on the planet is starved for connection all the time and almost everything people do is an attempt to reach out to another. most seemingly illogical interactions and behaviours can be explained by this. you have to take as many of these invitations as you can. even if you're wrong you still attempted to bring more warmth into the world
whatever I'm out of here.
ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet
they killed him for this
black mackerel tabby with high white spotting
smirking bastard with grievous grin
I just ate one
You can lie when you name things
for a band that has written a lot about and done a lot of drugs, a surprising amount of mcr's fanbase are people who fell for DARE shit hook line and sinker
isack: im gonna explode the engine is gonna explode
also isack: me and my p3 :D
imagine coming home and your mom found your steampunk clothes and shes just there with her arms crossed
she's holding up a ziplock bag of gears and springs asking you what they're for
this is how new yorkers @ mamdani