Proud To Be Me （＾∇＾）

it takes great bravery to spend my life on shit no one cares about but i do it. i do it

Bouncing on it while I tell him all about my nerdy interests

no offense but….kindness and being polite is really underrated some of y’all are so unnecessarily mean and i dont understand why

let's meet in the space between text and subtext, they'll never find us there

why does everybody hate me [remembers my behaviour and personality] why dont they hate me more

Babysitting a toddler is a lot like being the narration in a point-and-click adventure game. Watching him knock on the doors of empty rooms and saying "hmm. I don't think anyone's in there". Watching him attempt to use [spoon] on [cat] and saying "I don't think those things go together". Watching him throw a cup of water onto the floor and just commenting "the floor is wet now" when he looks up at me to see if I approve.

Im sorry I didn’t reply to your message for three weeks. I did not forget about it infact I thought about it regularly every day. It will happen again

perhaps. i do want to be loved. unfortunate.

I’m not avoiding my destiny I just had to lie down

the day is gonna end anyway and your warm bed will be waiting so you might as well do the hard things and not let them ruin your day

this is unironically how I push myself to do everything I dread

i am once again experiencing urges and desires

y’all thinking this is a horny post but it’s about violence actually

“you’re allowed to relax, you know” unfortunately i cannot do that. Otherwise they will get me

sometimes i be saying im gonna go to bed and then i dont go to bed. frequently in fact. this is because i have the heart of an optimist and the soul of a liar