wakes up: tired
mid day: tired
afternoon: could literally sleep for 20 hours straight
evening: normal
middle of the goddamn night: its time to Go!!!!!!!!!
fitness instructor person: drop and give me 20
me:
“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos
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Due to a combination of the residual childhood trauma hypervigilance and ADHD selective processing I am constantly on both ends of the spectrum of being aware of things. Did I notice the way someone shifted their arm in a manner that they usually don't, indicating that they may be irate with this situation? Yes. Did I notice that conversation in this room is not drifting towards a subject that these people would naturally talk about next, indicating that they are avoiding the subject? of course. Did I notice that the person who frequently parks here has removed that sticker from their car? Yeah clearly. Did I notice that truck almost hitting me? No.
My brain is the box that Schrödinger's cat is in, and there is no knowing whether I am aware of everything or absolutely nothing of what's going on unless you crack it open and check. Before that, I exist simultaneously in both the states of hyper-awareness and not being aware of jack fucking shit.
being a human in warrior cats must be fucking insane like when they dug up the old territory like. a fuck ton of cats died out there right. and were buried in legit graves. for decades. can you imagine being a construction worker and just pulling up dozens of fucking cat skeletons all over the territory are you shitting me id die
not only that but like. bloodclan???? yeah sure they were separate most of time but what about when they went to fight in the forest. mass exodus of cats with absolutely ranknasty swag. and even if it wasnt during that you cant tell me someone didnt stumble upon scourges bone trophy alleyway pile or try to feed a stray cat only to realize the spikes on its collar arent fake. thats so fucked right. and not only that but given its britain some of those were deff peoples pets like oh hey whiskers where are you going?? TO DIE IN GLORIOUS COMBAT FOR MY LEADER SCOURGE. yeah dude i think i live next to the fucking cat mafia
and then the clans lived near shit like campgrounds and suburbs do you think some dude camping ever got piss drunk and was trying to find a place to pop a squat and he just stumbles upon the tigerstar bone pile. those woods are fucking haunted man
everyone had that one guy at their wizard school said edgy shit like "dark magic is just misunderstood, not evil" that ended up wanted in three countries for necromancy