The “ I vaguely remember these from my childhood but also maybe I just imagined it” foods.

if i look back, i am lost

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

gracie abrams
RMH
$LAYYYTER
d e v o n

titsay
sheepfilms
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

oozey mess
todays bird
cherry valley forever
occasionally subtle
NASA
Cosmic Funnies
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
noise dept.
Mike Driver
Keni
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@the-sociopath-lesbian
The “ I vaguely remember these from my childhood but also maybe I just imagined it” foods.
I have three (3) brain cells and one is dedicated to loving women, the other one gets excited when it sees dogs and shiny rocks and the third is just there for a laugh
Billy Porter for Gay Times Magazine.
Work feels 🙄😒
Lipan Point, Grand Canyon, Az.
One thing about people with BPD is that we know the most useless shit.
Having no sense of identity causes us to pick up random hobbies.
Having black and white thinking makes us lose interest in those hobbies quickly.
So we’ll very briefly be obsessed with art, languages, diets, science, pursuing specific careers, collectible items, books, stuffed animals, etc… then stop caring about it.
And then we’ll meet someone who’s actually into one of those hobbies and they’ll start talking about art or something, and we’ll be like “oh word? Prismacolor or faber castelle?” and sprout random bullshit facts we know about said hobby and literally no one expects our top tier trivia knowledge.
I hung out with my ex fiancee, yesterday. Old feelings came back. I really want to see where this goes. All that's been on my mind today is her. My thoughts have been consumed of missing her, and just wanting to be next to her. I know it's a good feeling to have, but I hate the feeling of missing someone, when I can't just solve it right away. It's like an ache. A heartache of missing her. .
I hate having bpd one minute your so fucking angry you have get a headache and you feel like ripping somebody’s organs out then somebody asks what’s wrong with u and ur mind goes completely blank and foggy and you don’t even know what’s happening
Just a mistake.
Me: Damn this is kinda stressful haha I wish life had like an escape button
Brain: diSsOciATe?¿
Me: nO pls god no
Brain:
Brain: *dissociates*
Am I real?
Me, in the middle of a panic attack: I’m probably faking it
Me: If only I had reassurance
Someone: *gives me reassurance*
Me: Oh thank God I can relax
Me, two hours later: Ok but what if it’s no longer accurate