person a: when i love someone, i gaslight them
person b: you don’t gaslight me
person a: of course i do
person b: no, i don’t think you do
person a: yeah, i do, i gaslight you all the time, darling. how could you forget?
growing up in a neurotypical household, i sometimes feel kinda alone
but then i remember that i have friends who sort their m&ms by color before eating them and suddenly feel better
Alison Bechdel wrote this book and chose violence
i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.
"how to prevent smile lines" there are a thousand more important things to do with your time than postpone evidence of life's joy on your face
hey. guess who just got diagnosed *dabs* with the Big Sad *whips* and has to go to therapy *nae-naes* so they don't get worse *pretends to ride a surfboard*
the mentally ill urge to start sentences with “yeah, i’ve had clients who…” and then tell a story about yourself