Unfortunately None Of My Thoughts Ever Become Words So When I Have To Rant About My Interests I Can Only

gosh if i wasn't the worst i could've been a good friend. this really sucks

my main hobbies are reading and playing pjsk and both are making my forearms incredibly sore

looking at pictures of me from 2 years ago to give current me a major confidence boost

why is it that everyone seems perfectly capable of forming connections with others except for me? what's wrong with me? i genuinely don't know. even after trying to adopt the mannerisms of others, my efforts are all in vain. why? what am i doing wrong?

i keep having dreams where my family sees my barely visible scars this is getting scary

"you're really gonna eat all that?" your absolutely fucked relationship w food is none of my business btw

just remembered that i'm a real person with an actual body. why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why why

GUYS I JUST HAD SUCH A GOOD BOOK IDEA. the only problem is i can't write anything😭

being an anon is actually so fun, i think the only thing that could top it is being the one with an anon

started some random book i found in my bookshelf. i hope it's worth the read