Tag: irl

Oh my god the girls on the train platform next to me are so wholesome. “Your skin is so great, what do you do? You got pizza; I love it. Aveda is cruelty-free, wow! Oh I’m looking to move to Pilsen too. I drink so much juice, my roommates want to do a soup cleanse because it’s warm and she has cystic acne. Hi sir, your jacket is so lovely! Oh, you got it from a thrift store, that’s so great!”

Today a boy (wearing a gingham dress and candy-print leggings) wedged a Lego train in my hair because I was a stationary mountain (I was a voluntary mountain). An hour later, a client and I made a bag out of cardstock, duct-tape, and ribbon that actually turned out fucking amazing.
Being a child psychologist is weird y’all. I love it

musicalhell:

queenofattolia:

yaushie:

so who else gets irrationally afraid and embarrassed about their interests being known to people in real life

#i’m not embarrassed but#i hate the thought of having to guard what i love#and defend any of my interests to others#people are the worst i don’t want them to know me

I call this “residual anxiety from being bullied for everything that made me even slightly unusual every day in junior high.”

“Getting emotionally abused by my family”