What Do You Mean Just Standing There Ominously Doesn’t Count As Socializing

Stares at you through the trees.

I feel like neither a child nor an adult. I am a botched, failed creature, combining the worst qualities of each. All the helplessness and dependency of a child, with the cynicism and despair of an adult. My mind is stunted, malformed. My body outgrew me and now I wield it clumsily, hitting others with my overgrown arms as I stumble over my own feet. "I am sorry," I say, "But I was treated as something less than human and that is what I've become."

wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal

when someone doesn’t wanna tell me what i did wrong and suddenly i’m 8 years old wondering what i did to make my mom mad again

A toxic environment will likely change you more than you change it. So get out.

Does anyone else on mobile hold and drag the little post thingies in the bottom right corner to watch the colorful bubbles bounce around the screen and giggle at the bouncy rainbow bubbles?

I love them. They supply a little daily serotonin for my brain.

having a freeze response to stress is so funny in the context of normal adult stressors. millions of years of evolution are trying to tell me that the email will not find me if i stay very still and do nothing

i am actually meant for this world we need more autistic freaks obsessed with death and i must do my part