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Someday someone will make a game like the Sims where you can explore an infinite world like in Minecraft and level up by grinding turn-based battles with adorable enemies. When this day comes, the only way I will ever leave the house is if it’s for the PSP.
John: Squawk like an imbecile and shit on your desk.
ummm… what am I reading?
Ok, I’m trusting you guys, I’ll read on…
IF THERE IS NOT FANART OF ZUKO READING HOMESTUCK SOON I WILL BE DISAPPOINTED IN ALL OF YOU
am i the only one who didn’t know Zuko was played by Rufio because my life just got more awesome
Sometimes when I was a kid I would break something, or eat the last of something, and then I would try to hide the evidence and pretend nothing ever happened. I think a lot of kids probably did that.
Then I would go do something else and try to pretend nothing had happened, sick with the conviction that soon someone would figure it out and I’d get in trouble. I don’t think that ever happened - or if I was found out, I don’t know that anyone ever cared. Maybe I would get scolded? Nothing worth feeling nauseous about.
I’m a grown woman and I still feel like a guilty five year old on a regular basis. There are times when there’s almost a reason - for instance, perhaps say something, and then immediately become convinced that opening my mouth was the worst possible thing I could ever have done. Other times, it just hits me for no reason, this sickening conviction that I have done something wrong and not only does everyone hate me, but they should. My mind races as I try to figure out what triggered it: did I post something on the internet I regret, did I say something, did I forget to do something else? Did I do something to justify wanting to vomit and cry, to justify shaking and wanting to hide so that no one can find me and ask me why I did whatever it is that I did?
Sometimes I feel guilty just for existing, and that is completely fucking ridiculous.