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Teacher: No talking during the test.

Me and my autistic friend who sometimes go nonverbal: *sign language*

I'm Mad

Yakko and Dot: *Arguing and fighting*

Wakko: Can I get a waffle?

Yakko and Dot: *Continue fighting*

Wakko: Can I please get a waffle????

That next chapter ain’t coming unless you write it 😭

I'm convinced that the TruMoo chocolate "milk" they serve at my school is why its failure rates are so high. There's no way it's not poison.

the group chat when i ask whos available to hang out next week

Bro I keep getting Pinterest ads for the weirdest stuff

Lately it’s been an especially grotesque king Gristle costume that terrifies me to no end

Ah, yes, I like to write. My proof?

Names of google docs on my phone:

Tiddly bits

Tbtferd

Thoughts of a bored mind

Rose/thorn idk

Vshdhd

Copy of copy of copy of fiction narrative

Copy of boop

Prong

Pront

Top secret prong

Diggs profile (don’t ask)

Whenever I reblog something, I just have to chant in my head. “Don’t think don’t think don’t think-”

That’s the tumblr motto, right?

I hate having to update things

Daylight saving time can crawl into a hole and die ❤️

Like it’s only 5:30 and it’s p i t c h b l a c k

Considering the fact that it already promotes huge increases in depression, and that fact that it’s no longer needed, I don’t know why we even have it anymore

Like, I like the sun and the clouds and the daytime and then it’s like BOOM and I only have like an hour of outside time on school nights

And it sucks

Being the mom friend sucks because it’s just like. All my friends either don’t eat or don’t sleep and are incredibly mentally unstable.

But I love them and would give my life for them

Doctors never talk about that symptom of depression where the fanfic your reading is so good and aligns so well with your irl problems that you feel the whole in your chest yawn a little bit wider knowing as you read this glorious fantasy you’re subjecting yourself to the crushing truth that it will always remain just a fantasy. Happiness, so tantalizingly close, just enough for you to feel how *soft and warm* the happiness feels on the tips of your over extended fingers…gone the instant the story ends.

Also you’re so busy being sad you can’t fully hyperfixate on the amazing writing which is just not fair

Sometimes even longer

What’s writing, you know? What does writing actually mean?

“I think Punpun… didn’t want Watanabe to be a liar. He was worried that another person would get hurt because of him.” -Inio Asano