you can’t kill yourself, the music is about to switch from 4/4 to 6/8. the clarinets are just about to come in bro you can’t miss that
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you can’t kill yourself, the music is about to switch from 4/4 to 6/8. the clarinets are just about to come in bro you can’t miss that
googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much
I actually, genuinely think social event aftercare would fix me. I need someone to put me to bed and say "you were fun today and no one hated you"
#theres a thing called 'larp drop' thats essentially this#esp since when having a great time you might be more inclined to disregard your limits and ignore discomfort#(and forget to eat/drink if its larp whoops)#and then once you have a moment to yourself it all comes crashing in#source: once forgot to eat at larp and had a sobbing fit in my car that ended the instant i bit into a chicken nugget - @queerfarmgremlin
this is also true of festivals, conventions, pride parades, concerts, and any situation where you have a lot of fun with other people!
A supervisor of mine was talking to me about this. They recalled how they'd given up certain activities because of the huge dopamine rush they would get, which led to really bad crashes afterward. When they explained it to me, I got blasted back immediately to all the random bouts of anxiousness and even guilt (because I didn't know what to call it at the time) I would come down with, usually after hitting streaks of things going really well for me and having a really great time. I said, "THAT'S WHAT THAT IS??" They told me when they discussed it with their therapist, the therapist called it a "dopamine crash" and says it's actually super common in people who have ADHD.
Hi, my name is James Webbony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Space Telescope and I am a telescope in space (that's how I got my name) and I have a five-layer aluminum-coated Kapton sunshield protecting my instruments and gold-coated hexagonal primary mirror segments like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Lady Gaga (AN: if you don't know who she is, get the hell out of here!). I'm not related to the Hubble Space Telescope, but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm an infrared telescope but I am much larger than Spitzer. I have 18 primary mirror segments. I also study exoplanets, and I go to a telescope school in L2 where I'm in orbit (I was launched in 2021). I can see distant galaxies (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly gold. I love space, and I take all my photos there. For example, today I was taking a photo of the Cartwheel Galaxy, which is about 500 million light years away. I was using my NIRcam, NIRspec, MIRI, and FGS-NIRISS. I was walking outside L2. It was around 1 million miles away from Earth and there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I unfolded my primary mirrors at them.
classmate made a harry potter reference within earshot and i saw this menu appear in front of me
Non-binary people get louder NOW. Non-binary people get angrier NOW. Be a killjoy. Get obnoxious about your pronouns. Put gendered words together in ways that people don't like and spit on the ones they think are mandatory. Refuse to laugh at their stupid exorsexist "jokes". Dress in ways they don't understand. Refuse to answer their prying questions. Tell exorsexists to kiss your ass. Keep your chin up. Raise your voice. Get loud and a little cocky. I want to see your nonbinarity from outer space. Don't get it twisted; do it TODAY. Do you understand me?
usa: united states of america
usb: universal serial bus
usc: university of southern california
usd: united states dollar
use: now this one's just a normal verb
usf: university of san francisco (there's a lot of these)
usg: unison square garden
ush: another verb
usi: unique student identifier
usj: universal studios japan
usk: a town in wales
usl: united soccer league
usm: university of southern misssissippi
usn: united states navy
uso: united service organizations
usp: united states pharmacopeia
usq: university of southern queensland
usr: user serviceable routine
uss: united states ship
ust: unresolved sexual tension
usu: utah state university
usv: university of silicon valley
usw: united steelworkers
usx: united states xpress shipping company
usy: united synagogue youth
usz: university hospital of zurich
I don't give an amazing digital fuck
saw someone including "Mandate of Heaven" as one of those christian terms tumblr likes to use to sound profound. which i get where you're coming from but t☝️hat one is chinese
holdon
what the fuck is going on in this site's backend
Eden Kalif, Good Cats
Catch me being a modern-day cyberpirate screaming up alongside you on the 405 in my mad max car with half a bitcoin farm's worth of RAM in the backseat as I hack your Bitchless Towyota™ device and steal the boat you're towing right off the back bumper of the tesla your dad bought you
As i roar into the sunset you have to swerve* to avoid the small flotilla of hacked Towyota devices trailing behind me
(*in fact you do not swerve because you're on hands-free driving to go along with your hitch-free towing so you can only watch helplessly as your tesla mistakes your stolen booty for a small child and accelerates crashing into it and killing you instantly)
My signature is worth negative 2 dollars and 82 cents.
You dumb motherfucker life isn't about smelling flowers or feeling radiant sunshine on your skin or making meals with your loved ones. You idiot son of a bitch. It's about apps. It's about scrolling through apps.
It’s 3 am and I drew lana
cannot stop saying “call me richard the way I’m the third”. I’m not even a third anything. can someone more appropriate take this curse from me