joined a peer therapy group and when my turn was over someone asked “do you dress like that because you were abused?”
ao3 authors will title their fics stuff like “silly blorbos hanging out! :)” and it’s the most soul-crushing angst you’ve ever read
business major came into my job once and asked if she could have all my necklaces for her rejection therapy project but i was so happy that someone liked my jewelry that i immediately said yes
putting ‘being pretentious’ next to being nazis and pedophiles






























