I Wish I Had Someone To Do This For Me

no more catboys. catmen . 28 yr old washed up depressed catman downing his 5th whiskey glass and his cat ears twitch depressedly

@severin-photocopy Yours tastes like black coffee or tea, cigarettes and a certain variation of a popular austrian chocolate cake with currant jam and marzipan ;)

it’s been too long that I’ve wanted to start a tag game. here you go !!

tell me what you think prev’s blog tastes like and why. it can be based off theme, vibes, or what they post!!

(also feel free to tag me as many times as you want I want to answer this too!!)

@batshikns @breadsnorter @boeedie @rheeeeeeeesiees @kaiserkisser @rivermist606 @collidew1thesky @kiw-ee @creatorbiaze + open tags, I’m forgetfullll

Just remembered this fucking thing exists again

wanna date !? 💜⚡️

frankenhooker - elizabeth shelley

Some are calmer and it's just something that pulls me closer to certain things. But I love some special interests so much that when anything even remotely related to it is mentioned, the excitement breaks the scale and turns into physical pain. Full body reaction, discomfort with vague pain in my chest. So filled with joy that I burst and it turns into misery again. But special interests give my life a meaning and were almost always the reason why I chose not to kms.

My special interests feel like they are studying themselves on their own while things that don't interest me are sometimes impossible to study. Often when I'm researching a SI, questions start spawning in my mind and they spiral to the point where finding the answer becomes impossible and I become frustrated. It's like I'm trying to zoom in to an infinitely small point that I know I'll never get to, but it still hurts.

autistic people: what does having a special interest feel like to you?

(and if u want to say, what is your current special interest?)

the song is an Italian meme

translation:

sad to think that us

us two will never be anything

how much silence on the roofs between a thousand discussions

and your coke light

I never told you[...]

yes that is my actual room

this is referencing an anecdote from Wanda von Sacher-Masoch aka Angelika Aurora Rümelin aka Sacher-Masoch's first wife. She describes how Sacher-Masoch starts a correspondence with another man inspired by his own novel "The Love of Plato". They meet in a hotel one night and other shenanigans happen (meeting at the opera and other stuff). In the end this friendship/situationship/I-don't-know either-ship doesn't end well, the end also apparently includes a strange fanfiction but a few years later Sacher-Masoch and Rümelin spot a picture in a newspaper. The article is about the mysterious death of Ludwig II of Bayern. They recognize him as the admirer.

This is obviously something that you should take with a mountain of salt since it has been said multiple times that Rümelin's biography is very sensational and stuff. Tho it is very funny.

there are cardinals everywhere for those with the eyes to see

holy shit i just learned something beautiful

New day, new social failiures

The only thing keeping me from entirely losing my sanity is the soundtrack from Nymphomaniac atp