#hey ben

[bsptourist]

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[upside-down-uni]

22.10 // another day of starting work way later than I wanted to... I would actually commit crimes for decent sleep that does not have me wake up with a headache. 2h podcast episodes on stupid airport books and chai lattes from my fellow suffering flatmate are the things that keep me going right now

today's vibe: Sugar Rush - BIBI (her entire discography is on shuffle rn)

[emmaloveslyrics]

[kristsune]

me: relistens to the Rusty Fears New Roots again also me

[creature-phases]

Whenever I see this scene from Brittle Bones Nicky I always just think of this:

[windysharpe]

Imagine: a narcissist and a hospital walk into a bar. Now imagine they cure each other. But who are they without the other? The narcissist needs the hospital to survive and the hospital is empty without him. A narcissist and a suicide risk walk into a bar. Now imagine they’re the same person. He orders a sense of peace of mind but throws it up in the grimy bathroom two hours later. It doesn’t stick. It never does. He tells the bartender he’s God, says he’ll blow his brains out and survive it. The bartender calls 911. At the other end of the bar, the hospital orders a sense of purpose, downs it in one go and wakes up the next morning without a hangover. The narcissist tells the nurse he’s gambling to win, says suicide’s just one of the tricks in his bag. He used to be a magician, you see, and you never lose that spark once you bend over backwards for it. Suicide’s just the next step, he says. There’s so much more I’ve got in this black top hat. Here’s a rabbit. Here’s a gun. Let’s get going. Let me show you what I can do. The nurse tells the psychiatrist he needs more drugs. The psychiatrist reminds her that only therapy can truly help personality disorders. They both hope he gets a damn good therapist. Suicide’s the end of the game. You know this. I know this. Somewhere in the narcissist’s head, he knows this too, but he’s got something to prove; he’s a god, you fuckers, and he’s gonna make you believe it one way or another. Suicide’s a scary prospect, but hey, death’s the best drink at this bar. He’s heard it makes you happy and, damn, if he’s honest with himself, he’d give up anything for even a taste of joy. So one grim reaper please. Make it a double.

did you hear my story?, by windy sharpe

[bio-where]

I'm playing the new God Of War Valhalla dlc

My pride is the biggest obstacle. The game suggests I alter the difficulty for different runs, but I can not drop it below the hardest option. I blame my brother since I have no doubt it is how he will play as well. And I learned that tendency from him

[moronic-validity]

18+ under the cut

MY NEW DILDO IS COMING IN TONIGHT!!!! WHAT A WIN FOLKS