I Hate Being Mentally Ill In My House. I Miss Being Mentally Ill On Campus

Some young child: *screaming outside* Me with no context: Girl me too

current mood: over caffeinated, dancing to nytw la vie boheme and singing into my hairbrush.

I’m a piece of shit but it’s fine

Ann Southam - Boat, Moon, River from: Ann Southam, Violet Archer, Robert Daigneault – Electronic Music By Canadian Composers - Volume I (Melbourne, 1974)

me: *says the vaguest most incoherent shit ever*

me: you know what i mean :/

The epitome of bullshit? The fact that I (neither legally, but most importantly physically) cannot leap from rooftop to rooftop

i feel like im in the linux version of sim city hard mode but same

god how do people just function?!? its like i can either take care of my schoolwork OR keep my apartment clean OR look after my mental health OR have a social life… but never two or more at a time. no matter which aspect of my life is going well at a given moment, theres always 3 dumpster fires blazing away in the background. i feel like im playing adult whack-a-mole

How's life

i try not to think about it