Shout-out To Every Person With MADD Who Doesn't Have (or Just Doesn't Use The Words) Para/paracosm

Shout-out to every person with MADD who doesn't have (or just doesn't use the words) para/paracosm

that feeling when you're worried something you said could've been taken as rude and you wanna be like "hey btw i'm not sure if that came across right i didn't mean it in a rude way!" but then what if it was actually fine and you randomly coming back to it is the weird thing

i enjoy going outside, ironically expressed by an agoraphobic. but it's the way it makes me feel grounded, connected to reality, rather than removed from everything. outside is where i should be, not in here... i enjoy seeing people and how human they are. it's the way people trip on the cracked sidewalk, with no one correcting them as their friends ask whether they're all right. as they tell their friends to look for a table while waiting in line. a mother holds her child's hand so that they do not get lost. students went home together. couples explore antique shops. people snap images to preserve memories. all of this can be me, experienced by me but all of me is trapped inside this toilet cubicle. waiting for the worst to happen and then it happens — i vomit, and vomit, and vomit. what am i? what if i am incapable of having human experiences?

You ever feel aesthetic attraction so strong for a minute allos start to make sense?