yes yes you’re very beautiful. Bewitching, even. AWFUL parking job, by the way
Missing my people so much it’s not even funny I love them all so so much it’s so funny bc sometimes I start hyperventilating a little bit. Why does my body react that way. Which begs the question ab myself is why does my body react in ways that isn’t normal, especially ab happiness. I made a comment to my sister, jokingly, recently that whatever she touches she collects and I realize. The same is literally true for me. I look at my bedroom and almost all the books I like I have collected. Even gifts from others I have collected. Recently I started collecting pizza tables (????) and I have the uncontrollable urge to just keep adding to it. Whenever I reread a series I like and I have to walk around like my mind isn’t reeling rn why does that happen??
When they said waking up early and eating fine and going to bed at a normal time is literally not a lie
I’m not living but I feel GOOD and like I’m actually a human and not a little gnome. Why did they have to be right
why am I having my homemade iced chai right now at 12:25 pm and already accomplished multiple things this morning. Literally what is life actually.
Dropped my mom off and went to school and I’m home now I don’t get it all I wished for was to be an adult and here I am doing just that and it isn’t what I expected.
Adam seeing Maybe Ronan Lynch for the first time
College friendship is sending one of your friends who's graduating soon a giant list of monster theory and gothic horror academic reading recs so they can download as many PDFs as possible before they lose their university database access
I don’t come on this app often to say how I feel, I leave that for other apps. But I need to get these thoughts out as soon as I think them.
I think a lot people at this time must not feel real and I need to know if I’m alone in this. Since the news of the election, I have never not felt so real as I do in this moment. It doesn’t feel good but it feels so real. So disgustingly dehumanizing. I’m forced to confront the future in ways I didn’t honestly expect.
First I fear for my sister who has had to live thru 3 times in a row my parents voted for him and she’s barely a teen now. How will life go for her?
I grieve too. As a lesbian who is of age to vote, I had that privilege, and I voted for my rights to be obtained as well as many in the country. Now I am forced to confront not only that, but I have to grieve for the fact my parents will not be in my life in the future. While I live in their home. With them, people who may be affected by the hell he will reap, I must sit here and obey. I fear they are too far gone to understand. I would be too scared to fight with them anyhow.
There’s too much. So much information, so little I could do to escape, too. I am fearful of the little kids in my life. So painfully I sit with my little cousins and hope that the future is good to them. So good to them in fact that history won’t have to repeat as it does now while they are conscious of the things around them.
I hope this turns around. And if not I hope it is the fastest 4 years of my life. If it even stays at that.
The trope where people don't recognize each other because it's been so long since they last interacted and they've both changed so much that they're basically strangers UNTIL one of them does their Signature Thingâ„¢ and the other just stops dead because oh. It's YOU. All at once it's so clearly you
well you see. actually. (deletes post)