bad night.

bookmarking so many things to watch and read and consume that i might hopefully be able to actually do once ive had treatment and im not so easily triggered. 2027 literally the beginning of the rest of my life🙏🙏🙏🙏❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

just had a moisture worker guy at my place and he was mansplaining like craaaazy but i do not let shit like that slide so whenever he laughed like i was dumb i kept my face emotionless and every time he started going on a tangent i interrupted him and steered him back. i was nodding along to things i didn’t fully understand bc i am not going to let him talk down to me like that. and guess what, his confidence was waning bit by bit the entire hour. NEVER let a man think he’s better than you im dead serious you have to fake it if he’s being condescending while he explains things

could give or take drop dead, begged i really really liked, the cure was good, but what’s wrong with me oh NOW im ready

just realized smth sickening…

the concept of work is so annoyingly strict and fascinating bc like for smth to count as a job you would have to be paid for it right but if im on disability and not working but i am actively writing a book that i probably give 40 hours a week to, is that not technically a full time job? like if ppl ask me what i do i cant say that I’m a writer bc i haven’t published anything and no one is paying me for it but once it does start paying me (fingers crossed wish for the stars) i will be doing the exact same thing im doing now. aka writing for 40 hours a week. and it will be a job then but it isnt a job now.

someone with a one battle after another profile pic and top 4 fav movie following ME?!? on letterboxd. oh you must have the wrong number

need to be home RN. like the thought of sleeping in this bed that isn’t mine ill kms