Got An Oil Change And The Guy Told Me I Needed A Tire Rotation. Lmao, The Tires Are Rotating Every Time

I have to thank you for this suggestion! Following up with your post, I did a little searching around; it seems that sunlight increases serotonin levels, which helps in elevating your mood and generally making you feel happier. It’s been associated with SAD (seasonal affective disorder), which is seen in some people during the winter months due to decreased sunlight. Truly fascinating stuff! @slenderpawk

hey friendly psa/reminder that with the seasons changing right now, a lot of people with mood disorders (and even people without them) can get all messed up and wonky from that so try to go a little easy on yourself if you find yourself spiraling or getting emotional a lot lately okay? youre doin your best. love u

dads snoring should be classified as a human rights violation

W.B. Yeats, from “Before the World Was Made”

adults who have a plan for their future children shouldn’t be allowed to have kids because they fucking lose it when their kids don’t fulfill the pretty little imagined idea their twisted brain came up with.

i watch movie i have an epiphany i forget it the next day . that’s just who i am

me, as a child lining up stuff in rows: now this is how you have fun

You ever catch yourself thinking "please don't ask what's wrong for the luvva god just ignore me if i seem upset" and it's the hugest relief when ppl don't give a shit abt you

? like that's probably a sign of some unhealthy shit but here we are idk

No offense but *coughs into a white cloth, then dramatically unfolds it to reveal that it is spotted with blood, foreshadowing my tragic death by tuberculosis at the ending of the film*

“Do I really want to share this information about my personal life with this person or am I just craving validation regarding my perspective/stance on it?” is a beautiful question and I’ve been less of a chatterbox ever since I started asking it

Now, I wonder

This friend of mine, we haven’t spoken in ages This friend of mine, I’ve forgotten her voice Now I’m just writing, staring at the pages Rethinking the steps, analyzing each choice

For when she left, I had thought “you’re wrong” That place isn’t home, it’s not where you belong Now I look around me, glance around the room I never thought I'd be lonely, left behind so soon

For I’ve started questioning what I used to know was true It’s hard for me to admit But maybe you were right too

I wish I could tell you; (Maybe I was wrong, through and through) - a. m.