lead tampon in me while i eat my listeria meat & cyclospora riddle veggies and wash it all down with microplastic water. afterwards, i inhale wildfire smoke and listen to the serene sounds of the data center built across the street. there’s a flock cam too recording it all
Neurodivergents texting back (unfiltered):
"Hey! So sorry I didn't text you back for nearly a week (again), my nervous system wouldn't let me open your text until I knew I had time to devote to answering you thoughtfully and thoroughly! But I promise I *thought* about texting you, saw the unopened text, and felt guilty every hour of every day until I finally forced myself...even though now none of this is thoughtful like I planned because it's all an apology instead! Anyways, how are you??"
perfectionism with ADHD is so funny because you'll spend 6 hours perfecting something that didn't need to be perfect while avoiding the actually important thing because what if you can't do it perfectly
when someone tries to tell me abt wattpad, but i was on it before there was a premium option, it had no ads, authors posted new chapters at 3am, the comment section was easily pushing 100+ under an hr, mafia troupes were taking over rankings, & 1D was buying me every other story