DPDR culture is doing stuff on autopilot. Cleaning a kitchen full of people while im just not there. Scrolling tumblr while im not there. Feeling pain but hey, thats not my pain, but i feel it.
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DPDR culture is doing stuff on autopilot. Cleaning a kitchen full of people while im just not there. Scrolling tumblr while im not there. Feeling pain but hey, thats not my pain, but i feel it.
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I was so sure today was Thursday (I kept reading Thu instead Tue on my phone's date) and was wondering why there are no practice vids from Sheffield 🙈
Time..
Apparently its Thursday. My inner clock says Wednesday, and I can’t work out what I did for Monday... at all. I thought that yesterday was Tuesday, and that my friend visited me on Tuesday, except that it was Wednesday. I went with a different friend to the Dentist on what I thought was Monday, but it was Tuesday. So what the hell did I do on Monday??
I had planned to spend Wednesday doing crochet and craft clean up - but now it’s Thursday, so I’ve got a crochet group to go to.
I think I need to start journalling again to keep track of my days. If my cats will let me.
top 15 fave characters as voted by my followers - #15 rhy maresh, shades of magic trilogy
Myths do not happen all at once. They do not spring forth whole into the world. They form slowly, rolled between the hands of time until their edges smooth, until the saying of the story gives enough weight to the words—to the memories—to keep them rolling on their own. But all stories start somewhere, and that night, as Rhy Maresh walked through the streets of London, a new myth was taking shape.
When nothing feels like it ever even happens and yet your body is forever changing. My skin feels different from before. My mouth is wet, but I haven't drunk anything. It was light outside a second ago, I swear. I have a new tattoo. When did that happen? I remember booking it but not much in between. My body is supposed to be mine, and yet it keeps changing without my consent.
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Disassociation culture is thinking “today is gonna be great” cause you got enough sleep for once. Then you blink and- oh great heavens when did it become 4pm how on earth did I get home and jesus christ did I drink any water today???? *insert question mark guy meme here*
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dissociation culture is a minute feeling like fifteen and a whole day feeling like six hours
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