do y'all feel pain in ur dreams? like actual pain? bc i do. not all the time like sometimes its normal where i get hurt in the dream and i know that im hurt so i react and imagine that it hurts but sometimes there is actual physical pain. Like i am aware in the dream that it genuinely hurts. similarly but not i also sometimes will be aware that i am moving my actual physical mouth while talking in a dream and it freaks me out for a few seconds before the distraction of awareness ends and i get back to whatever was going on in my dream.
anyway does that ever happen to y'all
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I think the introversion/extroversion paradigm is probably wrong and the real question is not "would you prefer to be with other people more often or would you prefer to be alone more often?" But "how often is an interaction with the average person going to be positive, for you?"
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so i took off my hat while i was delivering today for lunch and the regional manager happened to be there and he tried to give me shit for it but i wasn't in the mood.
like bro YOU have someone attack you with a knife and only get away with getting knicked. like if my hat is rubbing and irritating my scar im taking it off for a bit get fucked dude im wearing literally everything else and I'm not in the kitchen I'm in my car
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every time i think about tdot, i instanly have one song playing in my head. right where you left me. it just captures the feeling of merlin finale so well? it feels like the endless wait, like never fully moving on, like never completely recovering from losing someone. it feels like the constant reflection on what was and it feels so utterly gloomy. it feels like trying to move on, trying to keep living and yet there's always a shadow of the crashed hopes and dreams, and of the groudless hope that, maybe, one day, something will be different. it feels like merlin, forever waiting for arthur to come back.
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One of my favorite strange hobbies is tricking people into thinking im left handed
In a badminton club and i absolutely suck ass at serving, but when playing with a friend he randomly started trying to play with his left hand so i did too. And every. Single. Serve. Was good. Flawless.
So i started doing that in club bracket tournaments the other day and multiple people went "wait, ur left handed???" And im just like No. And dont elaborate
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i know i thought that having multiple small jobs would keep you fresher and keep you from growing tired from doing the same thing again and again, but now that i have like 4 things that each do not take up that much time, i'm still stressed about schedule crashes, like. how will i live.
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BTW during my nightly nap i had a dream abt horrortale sans...... it was sorta all over the place cause i fell asleep watching youtube so it affected the course of my dream a lot but i think it was something along the lines of him working someplace on the surface and saw me from afar semi-regularly and was like. really weirdly fixated on me. but he was totally nuts about it too like hed follow me around with the sole intention of trying to figure out WHY he was fixated on me and what id done to make it that way. like. obviously there was something mega suspicious about me since he couldnt get me out of his head and also he thought i was the one stalking HIM because i kept showing up in places he went to. like i remember he had some special quiet place near his work where hed go to watch a nearby lake and calm down (super cute) and it was way behind some bushes and shit so it was like a secret for him. but then he went there one day and i was there napping in the grass and he was like ok what the fuck. anyway all in all it was a good dream and i think thats sort of what hed be like, even just regular sans is like that too. also my appearance in this dream was that of my self insert which was neat and also there was a part where he was watching me in secret and i was stressed out and he saw me take my eyepatch off and stab myself in the fucking eye over and over again and he was like. woah Thats just like when i pick my broken eyesocket....... and it was like a whole thing. lmfao
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