Thank you tiny door for seemingly opening on your own
It’s not like I have a specific fear of monsters coming out of tiny doors or anything
Thank you tiny door for seemingly opening on your own
It’s not like I have a specific fear of monsters coming out of tiny doors or anything
The more I look into it the more likely it is that my nightmares are caused by PTSD.
Well isn’t that swell.
Golly gee don’t I just love it when I find out people hate my existence.
Don’t I love how I feel dead inside know people I respected want to actively harm me.
Isn’t it grand wanting to die because you know your own community hates you.
let’s repurpose the kinsey scale to serve as a gradient between emo and scene
This is punk erasure I will not stand for this.
Also when people defend the slurs they use because they “don’t mean it like that.” Fucking love that.
Oh yes I love when people ignore my existence when trying to prove their version of social justice.
Fucking. Love it.
Oh yes I totally love those dreams where one of my past abusers show up and I forgive them and fall back into their abuse.
Fucking hell.
Love it when people are low key devaluing my work
Fucking loooovvvveeeee it
Waking up from anxiety dreams when Dax has already left for work is always my favourite thing.