Do you ever get the feeling that you’re too disabled to exist?
Like, people in the outside world probably won’t accept you because they see you stimming or mumbling or whatever and think your a weird low functioning person, or that your too dumb to realize what’s going on around you
But i can’t stay in my roach infested mold laden drywall hell of a house for the rest of my life because it will slowly kill me
I just can’t exist anywhere
I want to be inside of an onion, it seems very comfortable
There are demons inside of me and they can only be satisfied with dr.pepper
I just realized my 4 favorite fictional characters all have a gear theme between them
I am a bit worried
I know I promised myself not to get more tea stuff BUT ITS AN ELEPHANT
Oh fuck
This ain't what you wantThis ain't what you wantThis ain't what you wantThis ain't what you want
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