The orange boy is so sweet
Oh my goodness, what a patient sweetie
Oh my goodness, what a lil snoozer
How is it a problem?
I live online, no one I know lives anywhere close enough to casually visit me, let alone just pop over unannounced. If someone rings my doorbell they either want to sell me something or are dropping a package off. Either way, why go to the door?
Depictions of death as happy like this bother me because that’s generally how I feel about suicide (I’m safe, don’t worry, yada yada yada) and this still feels wrong somehow and those conflicting emotions fuck me up
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Something’s gotta be, may as well be this
On a more serious note, I have absolutely no basis for this whatsoever but I think it’s likely there’s an antimatter universe somewhere, and that that and our universe spontaneously came into existence from nothing. 0 = -1 + 1. I mean, it’s almost certainly nonsensical to the people who study this stuff but it’s a fun idea
He’s not saying hearing stuff like that is worse than having adhd, he’s saying that he feels even worse than normal when hearing that. Yes it’s phrased ambiguously, but you’re seemingly interpreting it as wrong as you can so you can feel superior
Bruh you never just want to have warm cozy feet?
No, they’re just saying it’s really annoying when people attribute an ordinary behavior to a mental disorder that you really struggle with.
Or is just ridiculously fluffy. My neighbors cat is like that
No I just don’t use my oven
I don’t take it personally, they don’t know what they’re missing out on
You know how you occasionally see articles about the male loneliness epidemic? Hi, that’s me. Haven’t spent more than a week around people in person in close to 5 years despite livingright next to a big city, struggling with depression and social anxiety, starved for physical and emotional affection but can’t bring myself to do anything about it, yeah. Snuggled and slept with an ace friend overnight on a couch at a big get together and it sent me into a massive depressive spiral! You know this meme?
Yeah that’s me. I’m definitely not an incel, I’m self aware and not entitled, the only thing holding me back is me and my stupid fucking brain. There’s hope, antidepressants and therapy have been helping a lot. I just feel like the posterchild for the struggling, lonely but not “redpill nutjob” guys out there