None of which have any stake in reality; they are the worlds best, if not cruelest lovers.
Today I spontaneously stayed half an hour after lab and played with Van de Graaf generators with the lab guy. OH MY GOD SO MUCH FUN. Best day. hopefully I get them pictures. also he said that if i wanted to build my own he’d give me a belt, so; kahsbaljdfhbasdhdhd-whatdo-lsjhdfbalsd. Physics was boring until today, although I’m seriously questioning my compulsion to get shocked…
Oh my god, why am i so excited? This must be what normal people experience as love. :D
also this little purple thing on my finger started screaming at me.
i’m not gonna pretend i’m above wanting people to use the names of my favourite charactes as nicknames for me
I want my family to leave the house more often so that I can paint naked upstairs.
How does one cope with the human condition? What even is this “cope?”
I found a great blog, followed it, but I’m not sure how to feel about the fact that most of what they post is porn. What do.
When people are so concerned with hurting your feelings that they don’t say what needs to be said. Does nobody realize i have godlike powers of compartmentalization? it’s like, “holy shit just say stuff, feed me data so the puzzle is solved and i can get on with my life”.