Thank God I Dreamt Of Her Again.

You used your phone 9 hrs and 10 minutes more this week— Now how do I explain to my phone that I spend most of my screen time, staring blankly, waiting, hoping for a text from you.

When your confession brings your best friend Nothing but pain. You learn to keep it to yourself.

Keep writing.

If I promise to not call it love. Do you promise to stop asking me to let you go?

Hiding my feelings then leaving you hints.

Stop making me feel things. This wasn't very cash money of you.

Good day.

There is one particular ship dynamic that never fails to wreck me, and I’ll call it Soulmates, But Not Like That. Not in a “some higher power has decided that we are destined to be together” way, but something that is almost the opposite of that. It’s that character who has been alone for a long time, and has maybe convinced themselves that they will be alone forever, and who has a lot of barriers to intimacy with most of the people around them, for whatever the relevant narrative reasons are. And then they just happen to cross paths with this ONE FUCKING PERSON who works for them, through some very specific combination of personality and circumstance and life experience and mutually compatible damage. And there is always the shock of what are the fucking odds, and underneath everything the terror of what if this doesn’t last. what if there’s no one else. I would just go back to being alone. I don’t know if I could do that after knowing this. Because when you finally let down that wall of emotional self-sufficiency the thought of having to put it back up again is painful. And in real life I don’t at all believe that there is only One Designated Person for anyone, but in fiction I do tend to gravitate toward characters who believe themselves to be The Only One in some way, and I will always be emotionally compromised by that dawning sense of oh. You are like me.

This is uphemis for "i love you." I think. Or she was hitting on ye?

Or is it "the moon is pretty tonight"

a girl at the grocery stopped me on my way inside and said "have you seen the moon tonight?" and the thing is I HAD seen the moon tonight as I was leaving my apartment and thought "wow what a pretty moon"

anyway I was delighted that a stranger saw the moon and saw me and thought "that bitch definitely wouldn't wanna miss this extra nice crescent moon we got going on tonight"

I have a tumbler account because she, doesn't.

Yet I will keep trying

when will they learn that it never works

You have my sword my friend. (It's here somewhere I am sure.)

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happy autism acceptance month

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Let's gooooo!!!!

they should invent giving me the perfect job without applying or interviewing