me and my diagnosed bpd in middle school friend used to do whippets of whipped cream behind walmart and she used to hit me for wasting the nitrous cuz i would actually eat the whipped cream
Was playing D&D and started flirting with the tavern keeper to get some info and at a certain point I realized I was just dirty talking with my buddy Ben
didn’t realize how fucking depressed i was until now i’m 8 weeks on Prozac walking around saying shit like “coffee is good” & “i love my house” because it is only just now occurring to me that life can be enjoyable