not scared of the dark

[Doesnt do it] [gets stressed] [gets scared thinking about doing it] [doesnt do it because it's scary] [keeps not doing it]

And then I reblogged every post I saw. Like a whore.

*spends all of my time alone* perfect! but why am i crazy

not now mom I have to see what my mutuals with masters degrees are blogging about on tumblr

me after 5 minutes of socializing: i’ve earned 3 days of silence

Love seeing little pawprints. So fucking magical. There was a little guy here.

[no beers in] do you think im ever going to belong somewhere

Nothing beats the experience of seeing some true tumblr discourse float by and reading like two paragraphs into a post and suddenly realizing “oh wait. I don’t care” and scrolling right past

ever since i was a little girl i knew fiction would save me

find myself listening to music i loved years ago and i realize i still am her