hiatus

sorry for how i acted when there were multiple noises happening at the same time

all i need is a sweet treat. and six thousand dollars

i love sitting in silence and i love saying nothing

turns out i was just fucking depressed and living with people that i couldn’t communicate with

thank god for the color pink . green also

i feel like i’m cursed forever but other than that i’m doing alright

it’s just me and the song i choose weekly to play six thousand million times against the world

My alone time is for everyone’s safety

I love tumblr tags so much. Like okay here’s the main post and here’s my little secret thoughts and addendums for the besties

i love the phrase "cruel and unusual." not only is what you're doing mean but it's also quite frankly fucking bizarre

shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficulty

the fact that all of my mutuals immediately reblogged this from me really says something about all of us, doesn't it

*bottles up emotions* this coping shits easy

why does it take SO much energy to keep your house only sort of clean

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

crazy how much i could get done if i didn't have "doesn't want to do things" disorder