nobody’s abode

i love you semicolon. no one look at my 80 word sentence

daughter (non-practicing)

I wish they made it even marginally possible to get a job like I’m so fucking sorry I don’t have a rare but also highly demanded skillset, an agreeable disposition, and the ability to survive off of three nickels a week I’m soooo sorry

Imagine the level of whimsy I could reach if I just had $5M in my bank account rn

Realizing the depression is not seasonal is like: Wow! What a beautiful flower! The birds are singing! I sure do love spring! I think I am fundamentally unlovable as a person.

trying to figure out the polite version of telling everyone in my life that for my birthday this year i want to not be contacted at all for a whole week and to not receive any questions at all about where i am or what i'm doing

reblog if you’re anti censorship and against harassing real people over fictional characters

I can’t sleep, I have to torture myself psychologically

don’t!!! fake!!!! your!!!! interests!!!! to!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!

don’t!!! bury!!!! your!!!! interests!!! to!!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!

don’t!!! go!!! wasting!!! your!!! emotion!!! lay!!! all!!! your!!! love!!! on!!! me!!!

I wish I could go to a doctor and just list every single symptom I ever experienced no matter how small and unconnected they seem and the doctor is nice and patient and knows everything and they nod and smile and explain that every symptom I ever experienced is connected to like one rare and often overlooked issue that's sooooo easy to fix with like. a pill. and then I never have to worry about anything ever again.

If I get a penny everytime i think abt anything related to heated rivalry I'd be a MILLIONAIRE its not even funny