#bpd tips
How many bad OKC opening messages are you allowed to send before you’re forced to die alone?
Me, explaining why I don’t connect with people
I’m not a crazy flake, I just play one in real life.
Becky: The clueless friend
Jane: The responsible friend
Issa: The funny friend
Me: The friend who disappears for a year and returns with a shaved head, 14 tattoos, 11 cats, and random facts about space or something.
Me: I can’t do the thing. I really can’t do the thing. Omg. Can’t. Do. It.
Someone else: Yeah, you can’t do the thing.
Me: Oh yeah?! Just watch me, asshole. *Does the thing*