my roman empire is that one moment smth smth qsmp lore happened and étoiles responded to a chat message by saying smth along the lines of “bah baghera me fait pas confiance” and laughed tersely but i can’t remember when that fucking happened and maybe i hallucinated it . but i need to try and find it again . to satiate my qetoiles qbagz relationship and larger qfrench messy family dynamic illness
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Helllo please come into my house it is a normal house with normal things like tangible interiors and grounded in reality there is nothing to worry about this house it is very normal:)
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my mental state at the moment is such that as long as i just keep moving, as long as i stay focused on a puzzle or tv show or podcast or chore or some combination of things (ideal), i'm Fine. i'm coping and i'm fine.
but if, god forbid, i stop distracting myself for one (1) second, i fall directly into the pit of despair.
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head in my hands. i promise i am not a scary unhinged person fdsgjkl, and none of my silly happy posting is fake, i am just very good at repressing and partitioning things. i can be having the worst day of my life and still enjoy jokes and be genuinely having a good time with my silly little characters and stories i come up with. this brain LOVES to section off shit that is genuinely unbearable (because how else do you live with that? if not putting it in a place where you cannot feel it?) so that i can cope and find joy in life still fsdjkl i simply love having a good time too much to ever make it up
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I need to start having more normal daydreams bcos rn the main one is about finding someone who will agree to consensually stab me 1. Bcos I wanna know what it feels like and 2. I've never had an extended hospital trip before and it would be a Different Problem to have to my current ones and 3. This is a smaller specific facet subset of the daydream of 'qpr with benefits roommate who I marry for tax benefits and have autism with'
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It's so funny how having been raised deeply religious but no longer being Christian will linger later on. Like I just tagged a post with my constellation/stars tag from back when we all had artsy tags for everything "come close listen to the story" is about an obscure song about Jesus. Or like I was talking to a Muslim classmate of mine about what she does for her prayers when she has evening classes and I was secretly brimming with envy about the whole concept of Islamic daily prayers. The whole ritual of it, having to do it five times a day, having to face the correct direction, the rakat, that would make me so satisfied having to do that every day. I would revel in that so hard. I would really enjoy that. It's making my brain light up just thinking about.
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