I Like Cvtting And Watching Myself Bleed But The Absolute Disgust And Self Hatred Afterwards Makes Me

If i dont [experience pathologically concerning sex act] within the next [arbitrary time period] im going to [federal agency watchphrase]

i hate driving. here are the laws! if you break them there will be consequences! except youre also expected to break the law just a little bit. people will get mad at you if you dont. you dont have right of way but the person who does is waving you forward for some reason. here's the speed limit! it's not the speed limit, the actual speed limit is that plus ~5-10. the light is green but you're in the turning lane. can you go? should you have gone just then? the person behind you is honking at you. there's a weird noise coming from your engine; if you try to do the right thing and get it checked out, will you get scammed? you are driving a 1-2 ton metal machine rocketing at speeds unknown to humankind for most of history. around a million people die in car accidents every year; that's about one person every thirty seconds. if you take that seriously and try to drive safely then people get mad at you.

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Yet again, more proof that capitalism was never about "freedom" or "small government".

Bubble cat 🐱🫧🐠

Undiagnosed systemhood is

Thinking you just have no sense of self, and that's why your "personality" keeps changing.

Feeling like you're watching someone else operate your body, with no idea how or why.

Having strange deja vu moments where you feel like you've done something, but you don't remember any specific details.

Feeling like years of your life weren't actually lived by you, but by someone else that still exists somewhere in you.

Saying things that you can't control or don't agree with and not being able to do anything to fix it.

Feeling like you don't belong in your body, like you aren't actually you.

happy autism awareness day to all the girls who had “ friends” growing up who were actually bullying them . to the girls who always sat alone in the grass and wondered why nobody wanted to talk . to the girls who spoke to animals like they were listening . to the girls who created a little world in their room . to the girls who always felt ashamed for how deeply they love things and how passionately they enjoyed media . to the girls who covered their ears when they were overwhelmed by everything . to the girls who carrying a special thing around to feel safe . to the girls who never understood what they did wrong to feel so lonely . to the girls who were diagnosed later in life because they weren’t little boys who liked trains. you are so special and beautiful and you’re not worse for it, you love deeply and that is so wonderful please never try to push that down . I LOVE YOU !!!!!