When You Grew Up As A Lonely Uncool Girl It Will Never Stop Haunting You By The Way. You Will Meet A

me: *trying to take my socks off but they keep getting stuck on my heel* oh fuck. goddamnit.

the extractor fan in a bathroom in Norway that has an intrinsic link to my spirit: *momentarily whirs louder*

I'm, above all else, a tangentgirl. always saying shit like "sidenote," "oh also," "by the way,"

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My boyfriend just woke up, mostly still asleep and told me “don’t worry, it’s getting better” in a heavy, American accent, which is unusual for an Australian man.

“Why are you American?” I asked, to which I got:

“Sorry, it’s getting better” in a stereotypical posh English accent.

“Why are you English?” I asked, amused.

“What is he normally?” He managed to ask.

“He? You’re not anyone else, you’re you.”

“Ugh, me” was the last thing he said, in a right proper Aussie accent before he fell back into proper sleep.

i really didnt learn a damn thing during covid. I was an alright student and the second the school closed halfway through tenth grade i phoned the whole thing in. i mean i didnt even try.

not the twitter migrants putting "reblog heavy" in their bios on here... like yeah. that's what we do here

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I really forget to post