so much of people’s need for identity is rooted in wanting 2 control others’ perception of them … let it go
Le Sommeil (The Sleepers) by Gustave Coubert (1866)
I just can’t believe we’re expected to interact with people normally after the past two years as if my sanity hasn’t cracked like a fucking glow stick
mitski could ask for people not to stab her and her fans would be like “i’m literally neurodivergente and a minor”
bluebandit-deactivated20220607:
I be like idc then talk to myself about it for hours
Anybody else have no idea how their personality is perceived by others? Like am I nice? Am I mean? I have no idea.
When people tell me stuff about me I literally think about it nonstop for 3-5 business days.