Erratic

“if i were you-” you’d collapse and burst into flames if you were me.

sometimes it's OK to skip a song you like when u don't feel like it at that moment. u r not hurting its feelings

“it’s circus work.” not to me. not if it’s my monkeys.

enemies to lovers but it’s me and myself

reaching the point of hyperfixation where I can no longer engage with it due to the nausea that I experience at the mere thought of seeing it on my screen is the closest I’ve ever been to being diagnosed with female hysteria

“oh is this your favorite character from that show?” get that fucker away from me. I’m gonna be sick

ive recently rediscovered cereal. there isn't much a bowl of plain special k and milk cannot fix.

The mammalian desire to stand at the edge of the ocean.

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Frends, lettin you all know

Love next door is not just a typical romcom drama with a pinch of misunderstanding and the love story on low heat. It’s actual real people and stories and struggles we all go through. Yes it’s dramatic and yes it’s not realistic all the time, but I know we all recognise ourselves in some of those moments.

Never mind I take it back it is YET ANOTHER typical rom-com. I had high expectations, I really did but well. The last two episodes are a complete drag and I am procrastinating watching it because it’s just the same bs over and over again