Jun 26
okay google how to make friends when you have no hobbies and no interests and are just kind of a sad lump any% speedrun all glitches
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okay google how to make friends when you have no hobbies and no interests and are just kind of a sad lump any% speedrun all glitches
kind of funny as hell how being a system just puts all this random shit about you out there super blatantly. how many rude standoffish assholes with violent tendencies who hate sensory input do you need to split before some shit about your childhood becomes really fucking obvious
i love getting clocked by fucking BREATHING what is this wizard shit
my (our. but my) partner was helping me do shit last night because i’m kind of useless as a baseline (pain/fatigue holder? dunno. maybe. ugh) and also i wasn’t like. talking. out loud. because talking is weird. the voice is weird. but he was being really sweet and left me in the bathroom to go do something nearby for me and he was like “uhh just throw something on the floor if you need me, i’ll come back”
and i did actually end up needing him so i tossed a little bottle of something or other and he did come back and it all worked out
but it literally just occurred to me now that i could’ve just. knocked on the door/counter/wall. and not been throwing shit like a crazy person. can’t believe neither of us thought about that.
this anecdote was better in my head but i wrote it out now so. there.
why do our legs hurt
dealing with….not a new part, but an old(ish) part that is finally ready to come forward and talk, and this is really NOT THE TIME, we’re busy, but also…i’m happy he is.
i’ve never considered myself an angry person, and i still don’t, at all—i can get angry, sure, i can be frustrated, and i do that much more now as an adult than i ever did as a kid. but i’m still not an angry person. but a lot of the others are angry. so that probably means something!
anyway. umm. i’m out of practice talking about the system. i want to but it’s hard and weird.
our new-old friend’s name is archer and he’s angry and hypervigilant and overwhelmed and doesn’t really know how to Chill The Fuck Out yet. say hi??