people always talk about evil clones like oooh a dark mirror oohh what if you saw what are cruel person you were/are capable of becoming. and well yes but what if you were the evil clone. what if you looked in the mirror and what you saw was so bright it blinded you. what if you had to know exactly how good you could have been.
reddit has been trying to advertise experimental schizophrenia treatments to me for a while and now it has also started advertising magic mushroom spores
A sleepy dragon among his many birb friends.
did you know? globally, only one state at a time is allowed to make propaganda and deceive people. if one state is doing it, that must mean the others are all being truthful
top tier gas station stickers spotted
i am just a pile of meat. standing in front of another pile of meat. asking to arrange our meat together in configurations that will please the parts of our meat that desire a mate bond without resulting in the production of autonomous meat piles.
yesterday i told the drs that my way of feeling good about the future is to think 'well maybe there will be a nuclear war and we'll all die fast.' and they agreed that was comforting. so basically i don't have to worry as much about the fact that i have had more trouble not saying concerning shit recently because the baseline of everyone is drifting down to my level. great news!
with stunning regularity i will be having some very shitty pain that will suddenly start to fade, allowing me to perform such marvellous fantastical acts as stand up and wash a dish. and i will think, finally, i knew it, i knew i was just wallowing and malingering, i have finally gotten my Mind to break through the false sensation of pain. and then i will remember that actually i took a pain pill earlier and it has now been the length of time needed for it to kick in.
ok well im going to build a good future for myself whether i like it or not
literally this
this time i think i am going to decide not to give myself a free ticket to risk allium hubris for my birthday and will instead give myself a free ticket to. not experience a high risk of allium hubris.
this does mean there are Fuck All establishments i can pay to make food for me but the good news is i am very depressed and it can absorb all loss like a black goo
today the dr said i 'seem less upbeat than usual' which is good evidence for me having successfully hid the fact that i was crying the last 3 or so times i was in her office. but i'm not sure what part of my facade visibly failed this time. also she repeatedly deliberately 'noogied' my median nerve with a needle (did not describe what she was doing with any word other than 'noogie') and i did not feel it or react at all, which is apparently abnormal. i like when things like that happen because it makes me look less like an idiot baby incapable of handling normal life sensations who's spending thousands of dollars trying to resolve 'pain' that's not real.
anniversary of my surgical removal. i would go on to have many other things surgically removed from me.
This is the only day you can reblog this
thinking about anastasia trusova paintings again
CAN ANYONE HEAR ME
this time i think i am going to decide not to give myself a free ticket to risk allium hubris for my birthday and will instead give myself a free ticket to. not experience a high risk of allium hubris.
a raven father (i call him "pants") I've been feeding sometimes likes to sit outside my window and either wait for more food or just listen to the stuff I'm watching while I draw. Today's a colder day so he likes to fluff up a bit, and I kid you not :
this is an accurate representation of my view
Pants sure is pantsing today
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