a club but the dj just plays the animal crossing soundtrack on repeat
Would be, as the kids say, Litty as a titty.
hm. i don’t think anybody says that
getting used to the idea that there are people who will actually respect my boundaries is so hard. like, i’m allowed to change my mind? i’m allowed to stop things if im uncomfortable? i can disagree safely? i can talk without being criticized? i can open up without being torn apart? like okay. all of that sounds fake but okay
does anyone else get really uncomfortable when having to do stuff in front of other people? like even normal things like writing or something? i’m just so used to screwing things up because of my inattention problems that i’d rather be by myself when it happens again u know
date a boy who isn’t afraid to be weird with you
I feel the mountains burn inside 