i know kita is so smart and so confident and suave, but you CANNOT convince me that sometimes, his intrusive thoughts win and he gets caught in his own head in the cutest ways.
like one day, he went to throw away a candy wrapper while still holding his phone- he ended up throwing his phone in the trash and holding the wrapper.
a few weeks ago, he was bringing a glass of juice to his spot on the couch, and for whatever reason, he threw it. on the couch. a complete moment of thoughtlessness that had him in a tizzy.
when he was dog sitting for the twins, one of the treats smelled like bacon, and he took a bite. he tossed it all back up, and he’d rather chew on glass than have anyone know he let his thoughts go that buckwild.
yesterday, suna sneezed, and he said a simple, albeit oddly firm “be quiet.” he apologized relentlessly, while suna just stifled his laughter as best as he can (which was not very) because where the literal hell did that come from?
atsumu had a rice grain on his cheek, and when he went to go take it off, for some god knows reason, he ate it. the twin was in absolute shambles.
just. kita is mr perfect, but god if his own brain doesn’t try its hardest to crack that whole facade and bring him down.
Okay, so recently I realized that I am Aromantic/Asexual. Probably (put a pin in that). This is not surprising like at all. I had brushed up against this label several times in the past few years and only just now had enough evidence to fully put the pieces together. I'm 25. It feels a little weird to put my identity together all slowly and piecemeal, but I'm literally doing all of this for the first time ever. It's okay to take it slow
No wayyy that anon said that about them omegas. That HAS to be a troll. Please I really hope it is
I hope it is too. If not that's scary that there's actually people walking around with that mindset. Don't get me wrong, I know there is and worse but still. They should all be institutionalized if you ask me.
If you know me irl, no you don't. And if you don't wanna read about my personal shit, keep scrolling
If one more fucking person tells me to play nice, keep my mouth shut, and apologize to the narcissistic piece of shit who's womb I spawned from, I'm going to have a mental breakdown.
This bitch kicks me out at 17, tries to convince her parents (who I'm living with) to kick me out as well, is trying to take my phone off her plan to completely cut me off from everyone else, and has the audacity to play the victim? The psychotic delusion this arrogant piece of shit is living in is truly just impressive at this point.
She has pushed away everyone who could ever POSSIBLY want her around, including her own child. Her parents only keep her around because they literally cannot afford not to, she abuses the animals she uses as fuel for her manipulation, she is a hoarder who's house is saturated in cat piss, and the funny part is everyone agrees, even her "best friend", that me being away from her is what's best. The only thing I ever learned from this woman is to hit back harder and don't stop until you are safe again. I look forward to watching her rot alone in a hell of her own making.
Her child has been diagnosed with a severe dissociative disorder from the trauma she inflicted for years, not to mention everything else she caused to happen. I'm done playing nice. I'm done keeping the peace. If she wants to pick a fight, she's got one. She is getting one chance to get her shit together before I call the ASPCA and the Department Of Social Services
What's stopping me from going into the woods right now and just laying on the ground until I mold away? This is a genuine question, what is it? Coz in my mind I'd love to. I'm already there.... but I've never actually done it. So- according to the law of motion- there must be some external force at play. Tell me what it is so I can kill it. Thanks!
omg im watching a movie rn and theres this confrontation scene and all i can think is LETTER TO AN OLD POET LETTER TO AN OLD POET LETTER TO AN OLD POETT