G’Night Fuckos

anyone else get embarrassed when their self indulgent daydreams are like too self-indulgent? like oh jeez the telepaths are going to judge me

being 25 is like: im dying. im living my best life. im a failure. my life hasnt started. everything interesting has already happened to me. im achieving my dreams. im cutting my hair with kitchen scissors. im starting a skincare routine. im a corporate professional. im a sellout. im out of groceries. i have too many groceries. i am never going to be successful. i am going to win a hugo award before im 30. im crazy. im boring. i need to finish this essay. i need to finish this story. i need to start a newsletter. i need to start tweeting more. i need to stop tweeting. i need to ghost all my friends. i need to tell my friends i love them. i need to find a new apartment. i need to take out the trash. i am the trash that needs to be taken out. 

oh to be in a silk nightgown in front of a vanity removing my makeup while my partner lies in bed watching me lovingly

I don’t need a a “job” and “ responsibilities”, i need to sit next to my lover and drink tea while we read a book together

yes, bread makes you gain weight. and alcohol and sun exposure gives you wrinkles. the thing is i want to enjoy life