I think I should just delete TikTok.
I go on tumblr and I smile and laugh because the shit on her is genuinely funny and entertaining and relatable
When I’m on TikTok I just scroll. It is rotting my brain
20 notes and delete it so I can actually enjoy being on the internet
Im back (I’m actually might do posts) bitches (one person who sees my posts and actually is my irl bestie)
When you tell your therapist you’re in a qpr and her only question is “so are you Guy’s eventually going to move in together?”
I made it through Christmas and only cried once!!!!!
Now I will lie in bed and look at my gifts and use every gift I can immediately.
Anyone want to hear about the stuff I got? /hj
IT IS THE THIRD DAY PF SCHOOL, I ALREADY HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK!!!!!
AAAAAAAAa
I have basically mastered being neurodivergent.
Anxiety ?
Use Cold water and wash my hair
Overwhelmed ?
Use Cold water and wash my hair
Sad ?
Use Cold water and wash my hair
Lots of emotions all too strong ?
Use Cold water and wash my hair
My moms party is later and me and bestie stopped to get some food at the local brewery and they are playing live music and I’m so confused
Y’all, what’s your favourite part of vacation. Mine is the pre vacation were I get to plan EVERYTHING
I cut my own hair for the first time and sensory issues went on vacation!!!
Before
After
Our love can not be defined
The pull and push of labels used to explain
The feelings we have inside
The touch of our bodies
The spark created, ignited in our minds
The label of obscurities
Identities of loving
Loving you in ways that cannot be explained
With simple words of their life
We’re something else, but not new
We are not just friends, not dating, not lovers
We’re creating something true
I’m questioning their motives
Why do they hate me loving platonically?
Do they hate the way I live?
Do they hate the love we feel?
Joy we share? Trust we feel? That we can care
Do they think our love is not real?
@grey-loves-vikings DO NOT READ THIS (joking please do) it’s so cringe (cringe is dead) (also, lmk when you read because sending it to you was TOO MUCH)