#dissociation ---

[thekairoscollaborative]

Trying to make a cup brownie but like good old dissociation and idk how many tsp of flour I've used and don't even get me started on the sugar

[cyrsed]

feeling unidentifiable emotions, feeling real and unreal at the same time, but in a good way i guess, desperately wishing i hadn’t forgotten my cigarettes at home

[thatmultiplefeel]

tmfw you’re trying to explain your dissociation to your mom for the first time, but school starts soon so she says you’re just nervous, and you’re like “no mom this isn’t recent, i’ve been dealing with this my whole life please just /try/ to listen-”

[cyrsed]

ughh im so mad and keep splitting on everyone but im also super high and dissociated so idk whats hapn’n 

[cyrsed]

literally i look thru most of my past moodboards and im like who in the fucking hell made these

[cyrsed]

that dissociation fw ur looking through ur photobooth and nobody looks like you 

[pitchcrush-blog]

how do i force myself to exist outside the comfort and confines of my internet faces? each new mold built around a facet of my obsessions, pasted together by shaking hands with all the elegance of a kindergartner's amphetamine-fueled macaroni art waltzing with a slow-motion train wreck. i fixate on the colors and let them tell me where to go. greens sing melancholy more often than blue, but blue is the wrong kind of calm. far, far too quiet, but still humming, buzzing, maddening. the warmth and soft tones of pastels are not lost on me, but baby girl pink has never been my style. one. two. three. four. five. six. the perfect number.