you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
i once did this so bad that i got extremely sick and weak, and when i finally went to get food i collapsed to the floor, experienced a severe hot flash so intense i had to strip my top off, threw up straight stomach acid about 7x times, and sweated a literal puddle that i slipped on when i tried to stand again
then i ate a massive bowl of soup and i felt much better
graph of what being hungry is like with adhd
Geological horror. You find a geode and crack it open and the crystal lining its walls is human blood that can't be genetically matched to anyone. You find a human skeleton but every one of the bones is made from rock, a rock that you know can't be whittled into those shapes. You find layers of clay and loam that sport ancient fossils at the top and the still-rotting corpses of modern animals at the bottom.
which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
Poster I did for fun
i love my dog so much
yesterday i was wailing in my room in intense abdominal pain, and my dog baxter was licking my hands and sniffing me. i ended up having to leave in a rush to go to the er, and discovering i had appendicitis. i had to stay overnight at the er to wait for my surgery for appendix removal this morning (it went well!), so i asked my housemate to take baxter out to the bathroom for me while i was away.
she couldn’t make him leave my bed. he refused to leave and i know he needed the bathroom. he’s 13 years old and on a routine for his bathroom breaks. but he wouldn’t leave. to the point that he growled and nipped at my housemate’s hands when she tried to pick him up and make him go.
he refused to leave last night. he refused to leave this morning. he refused until i got home and he knew i was back and i was going to be okay. he needed to keep watch over my room and wait for me.
i’m home and in bed now and he’s cuddling up next to me. his tail won’t stop wagging. he’s such a sweet old man.
pictures of the boy:
Vent art
call me sunny! he/they, transmasc enby :-)22yo aspiring artist and poetbad at keeping an online presence bc of the wretched adhd addled brain my skull houses
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