Me : *hears a noise while being home alone*

the Twitch chat in my brain : 

the fact that we need 8 hours of sleep is ridiculous we should only need 4 and the other 4 should be used to be cozy in your bed and rub your legs together like a cricket and listen to music and think about your little scenarios

nobody ever praises me or pats me on the head or feeds me small treats despite my consistent excellence in the field of not purposefully ripping cabinet doors off their hinges to fulfill some sort of maladaptive destructive urge

i think we need to start calling trans women eggs “ladies-in-waiting” and trans men eggs “squires.” no moral imperative to this, i just think the current queer parlance could use some medieval world building

they should invent talking with a friend that doesnt require a conversation topic or the ability to otherwise come up with things to say

3 core beliefs of be kind be weird eat berries

taking a tolerance break from sudoku because it's desensitizing me to numbers

there should be a way to enable anons but only from ur mutuals. u wont know who said it but u know its coming from inside the house

I will never get over how weird it feels to have tragic and emotional chapters of your life where you just also still go to work, and the grocery store, and see funny videos online all while feeling such paralyzing fear and heartache

life just goes on no matter what

Pangur doesnt like me going into rooms by myself

Can someone tell me where these feminine trans guys with massive tits who wear push-up bras and skimpy outfits that I keep seeing transphobes complain about are? I’d love to see massive tboy boobs.

sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour