How Could You, Lute?!

stuck between an infinite loop of “i never wanna get better, i like how i am” and “if i dont get better i will never function in society”

It’s too easy for me to never talk to people again 

Things my cluster b folks understand that others (probably) don’t

Unable to love someone and be mad at them at the same time. Anger automatically equals hate. I’m angry at you, I hate you. I’m not mad anymore, I’m done hating you.

Several months of psychologically damaging social isolation followed by one shallow, purely transactional friendship you’ll purposely torch into flames at the first sign of a reason.

All the hindsight in the world and almost no foresight.

When someone insults you so now your whole identity is ruined and you have to discard that one in favor of building another

Being so irritable for no reason. You just start getting angry at strangers for existing in your vicinity, and your personal space gets multiplied by ♾️ Now everyone feels way too close even when they’re nowhere near you.

Being totally convinced others are using you based solely upon how many things you didn’t want to do but agreed to anyway because you forgot you have feelings and needs

Raise the bar so high that you don’t have friends, get so lonely that you just straight up get rid of the bar and have no standards, get hurt, raise your standards exceptionally high to prevent yourself from letting anyone near you again. But now you’re lonely… so you get rid of the bar-

Moving on from everything really fast. Emotions last seconds, minutes, a couple hours. Even largely complex, traumatic emotions like grief and mortal fear. It’s Tuesday, the end of all that’s alive, and then it’s still Tuesday.

Always craving some specific form of emotional void-fill. You don’t know what you need, but you do know it’s never anything you obtain. “I’m so goddamn thirsty, but all this water I’m surrounded by has no effect no matter how much I drink.”

Every want and need has to be a dilemma for some reason. Because being on the same page with yourself is just illegal for us. Love me, hate me, want me, and leave me alone. Yes, all at once. You physically can’t? Well, shit. Screw everything, then.

self acceptance 💀

First thing you see after you zoom in is how you die

How you dying 👀

tumblr users will see the word shrimp and black out and hit reblog without reading the rest of the post

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"Me and Alastor kissing! <3" I CACKLED TOO MUCH. I genuinely love this lyrics more than the original 💀💀 Every line is a masterpiece

Source

the two genders are “i no longer wish to be perceived” and “i have to be the most fuckable person at the grocery store”

need a penis. NOW!!!!!

Zim's design in issue 16.. it's just.. it's NEAT ✨