“wait So You Actually Overdosed Yesterday????”

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reblog to let prev know what their vibe is :3 (ex. a1a1)

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hey fwens. don’t die yet please. :3

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If you ever want to talk: My Tumblr ask is always open.

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

thank youuuuu! 🙏

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“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

two moods of mine…

1. absolutely unhinged rage-filled cat creature (me while alone or in alone/online mode)

hates people. go away right now

also weirdly loves people and will consequently chomp any appendage you possess. but like in a platonic way.

sprints and jumps around

splats, forgets I exist, and becomes bread

fights against a bureaucracy by defying social order

fights against capitalism by splatting instead of feeding into consumerism

fights against entitlement by blasting punk rock music in my headphones to annoy people and make me happy

rots in a bad way (can’t… move… plague acquired)

T H E P L A G U E hath taken me bones. I must now take off all my skin (literally just basic hygiene)

just vibes while loafing in the sun

ew, emotions and… feelings

s h i n y t h i n g s ✨

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (the rage from giving an unsustainable 100% for academic success, aka survival. cause if I’m not a scientist, my eccentricity will be less acceptable.)

brutally honest and does not care at all because I prefer honesty, truth, rationality, and straightforwardness over feelings. (there is truth to feelings, but sometimes I’m just too tired to care)

forgets the list of things that cause people to hate me (thereby invoking the second mood)

what people see: an awkward nerd with mid-tier anxiety but a bright future

2. what I feel in social situations

was that sarcasm or is it safe to reveal who I am? are they making fun of this subculture/minority or were they genuinely showing support for it? it’s so loud in here that I was somehow able to not hear nor process their tone while still hearing and processing the words that they said. and I don’t have enough information to use my usual strategy of context clues. if I ask, I will get an awkward stare. what is with adolescents and being the recipients of ableist indoctrination? or, just, indoctrination in general?

oh dear, I miscommunicated in an attempt to comply with social order instead of being myself. now I have to slow down the conversation and explain what I meant. either way, they’ll hate me forever, but at least I get a semblance of peace of mind with the second option. even if their suffocating glare traps me in place, at least I had the illusion of choice.

oh dear, I used a Generally Rude Phrase in a Comedic Style without changing my inflection or using better word choice because I left the template for the Better sentence in my other brain pocket and was too distracted by that fact to realize how Generally Rude that Phrase sounded.

I can’t believe they just asked me to do [very basic chore] now I have to pause my hard-earned flow state to take deep breaths instead of screaming at them before I help them because I do actually love them. /p

hey do you wanna hear an mcr lore dump in chronological order? oh, you’re already fake-snoring. I get it. (*a part of my soul dies a little*)

hey, that reminded me of a character from the book I’m writing! wanna hear about them? you do? cool! *they stop paying attention two seconds in to my 3-minute ramble/infodump (would’ve been an hour but I shortened it for their benefit)* *a part of my soul dies a little*

hey, do you wanna learn about a really cool personality-typing system called MBTI? you do? cool! *they actually pay attention and learn some valuable information* *we achieve friend status together*

I’M NOT OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

ugh. your voice gives me a headache and it gets worse when I respond. I don’t hate you, but I must escape.

PSA: if you want to be my friend, just listen when I ramble to you, even if it’s unprompted.

Please note: I have not been diagnosed with a neurodivergent disorder of any kind, and this is for entertainment value only. It is not meant to manipulate either, since these feelings are basically a daily occurrence for me and I choose to use memes as an outlet and to win at tumblr.

P.S.- I have more moods than these two, but… this is all you get for now.

tldr: relatable and/or possibly neurodivergent memes for entertainment value only

om nom. thanks for the star fruit.

Everyone, binge Zack & Cody today >:)

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