they should invent an enough that is enough

i can’t remember if i wrote this about ocd or money or buddhism or doom scrolling or self image or time or grief

women love when there’s a woman

a body count not as in homicide nor as in sexuality but as in the trail of people from my childhood and adolescence i should’ve been a better friend to and taken better care of but i was too busy being caught up in my own heartache to recognize their own and therefore our relationship tapered off in an extremely unsatisfying way that continuously manifests itself as a thrumming sense of grief in my chest. anyway which restaurant chains have the best free pre-meal bread?

every 5 minutes i go wow i NEED to kill myself and then i ignore it because i have things to do

I’m starting a gofundme to get a mojito

rb to relieve the back pain of the person u reblogged this from

i love people so much that im trying to be one myself. its a bit crazy, i know…

AITA for smiling and laughing