Still here

Due to my weird childhood and my weird brain, I have this very unhelpful compulsion to conceal Everything I do from Everyone. I Cannot be observed performing any action, no matter how mundane. My nervous system is convinced I'm gonna, like, Get In Trouble for eating food at dinnertime or sleeping in my bed at bedtime.

Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful

This hit 10k in A DAY

No. I want the night sky back. I want sparrows back. I want to see as many butterflies as I did when I was a child. I want fucking insects to go splat on my fucking windshield because at least that means there's insects. I want the woods I grew up in to not have died. I want "oh look, a plane!" back instead of "wow, I can't see a single plane in the sky, weird." I want clothes that survive being washed and washing machines that survive being used. I want to not see overpriced strawberries from Egypt rotting on the supermarket shelf when it's not strawberry season. I want tomatoes that taste like tomatoes.