I think my brain is broken
anxietypuppet.bsky.social
I think my brain is broken
@anxietypuppet.bsky.social
there are memories that matter, even if only significant when they happen. i write these things to remind myself that these moments are possible
December 8, 2025 at 7:04 AM
thinking about the moment he took out his brother’s ashes so I could meet one of the most important people in his life
December 8, 2025 at 7:03 AM
A guy who sees I’m anti religion and has “soldier of god” tattooed across his chest
July 24, 2025 at 12:14 AM
Ok, but what’s more adorable than finding the pinterest of the semi tough dude you’re crushing on?
July 4, 2025 at 6:17 PM
I want to scream and not be here and also be here for everything. The never ending heartbreak is intense. There is no loneliness yet, just the satisfaction of being alone. But when does my selfishness come in? When can I cease to exist? I am waiting and waiting.
June 29, 2025 at 1:53 AM
I’ve been reading @martinolive.bsky.social substack (almost) daily blog about his cross country road trip and his recollection of a great personal tragedy and it’s honestly some of the best writing I’ve witnessed this year. Highly recommend.
June 18, 2025 at 2:41 PM
I’m still baffled that some idiot tech bro came along, bought his way into the house, and made a team of other idiots to fire essential workers. I guess this hits hard, seeing as how I met an awesome person who lost their job because of this.
May 30, 2025 at 5:49 PM
The one surprise about looking through the belongings of older men who gave passed: they always have the best fast charging cables, despite barely knowing how to fully utilize their phones
May 14, 2025 at 5:53 PM
AF: pissing men off since 1982
April 30, 2025 at 5:17 PM
I just found out there’s a whole Filipino side of my family and I am genuinely so overjoyed
April 25, 2025 at 3:44 PM
A teardrop tattoo in each eye and you’re really putting yourself out there?
April 14, 2025 at 3:08 PM
I swiped right and responded, then I realized one of his interests is “gospel music”
April 10, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Never open with “I like the way you wear your glasses. It makes you look smarter”
April 6, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Never open with “You sound insanely complicated”
March 31, 2025 at 3:00 PM
It was a rare day in which I put on mascara and eyeliner and managed to last long enough not to cry it all off until I got home.
I’ve been in the sads this whole fucking year. Thank you to my friends for keeping me here.
March 30, 2025 at 2:28 AM
When I was 21, my boyfriend at the time took me to a blackberry festival at his Indian reservation. I am sad to say I did not appreciate blackberries as much as I do now. I’d tell my younger self to be more excited.
March 28, 2025 at 10:33 PM
Is it rude that if someone announces on the internet that they’re 80 years old to comment “congratulations! Here’s to 80 more!” ? Asking for a friend.
March 28, 2025 at 9:46 PM
What if instead of calling myself a gal (NEVER a girl) or a dude, I call myself a lad? It’s like lady with the Y, never to be taken too seriously. Would that be too douchey or just barely meeting gender neutral?
March 26, 2025 at 11:08 AM
Band names in which all the members wear Canadian tuxedos:
Jean scheme
Denim enema
Savage selvage
Blue obsessions
Dummy dungarees
March 26, 2025 at 10:23 AM
My toxic trait is getting a full throat piece and telling people it was the least painful tattoo and how everyone should get theirs blasted.
March 21, 2025 at 2:00 PM
I did the thing. It’s not anything at all. Let’s not name it. Pain scale 5/10. 3.5 hours
March 13, 2025 at 2:46 AM
I usually think it’s nice and it doesn’t matter, but today I read my dumb horoscope and it destroyed me by totally reading how I deal with relationships. Yeah, I know I’m broken, but did you have to rub that shit in my face?
March 12, 2025 at 10:02 PM
I joined tinder and I’ve already offended at least one person in less than 12 hours
March 9, 2025 at 5:13 PM
When I say that a shed a few tears everyday, it’s because I’m overwhelmed by the state of the world as well as doing a lot of self-reflection and healing.
February 28, 2025 at 11:29 PM
It’s like, in order to accept the reality of the fuckedupness of everything, I also have to accept my own existence and do some deep dives into why I am who I am today, which basically just translates to: my heart breaks more than I thought it possibly could.
February 28, 2025 at 9:52 PM