Obviously the real solution is never talking to anyone ever again, instead living as a hermit in remote mountains with your only friend being a bear that tries to eat you several times a year
But we’re friends when it’s not trying to eat me, right? Like we’re best buds, but every so often it’s that time again. We have our fight and see if I get to live to see another season. But otherwise it’s campfires and s’mores.
Obviously the real solution is never talking to anyone ever again, instead living as a hermit in remote mountains with your only friend being a bear that tries to eat you several times a year
But we’re friends when it’s not trying to eat me, right? Like we’re best buds, but every so often it’s that time again. We have our fight and see if I get to live to see another season. But otherwise it’s campfires and s’mores.
My autistic ass feels called out! :)