girls when they see the most stressed out, anxious, pent up man riddled with grief: i need him

will never get over the fact that we can love people despite there being countries between us. we can miss people we’ve never seen in person. we can connect and bond over hundreds of things without ever needing to be in each others physical presence. we can have half the globe between us and love never falters.

every kafka diary entry is like i am too wretched to ever marry (sabotages his own relationships) my health is in shambles (works at the asbestos factory) i need to be writing (goes to sleep)

carbs are my best friends actually. i love rice and pasta and potato and bread and i don’t think “evil food” exists

so stupid when i get some eccentric item of clothing and ppl are like "ok but where are you gonna wear it?" like. the grocery store? you think i won't wear the demonia riots to the dmv? "they're club shoes" that's only exclusive if you're a pussy

"where would you wear 6inch platforms?" fucking Out id wear them Out what do you mean where