don’t take my defeatism too seriously I will always begin again and again no matter what

I might sound miserable most of the time but at my core I’m a very hopeful person

that thing that I knew would happen is happening where I successfully lost myself and now I’m looking up and it’s the end of june

30 is the new 20? idk, 30 might be the new 75. my mornings are spent birdwatching, my texts are on do not disturb, I think phones are ruining the world, and all I want is my peace and quiet. "oh my" is my instinct of surprise. 8:30 pm comes around, and I'm ready for bed with a piping hot mug of chamomile. everything feels abundantly new and fast and flashy and I just want to finish my cross-stitch.

hot take possibly? but i actually think it’s okay for things to be marketed for adults. it’s literally okay if things aren’t suitable for children. i feel like we are losing the plot

Correct. Furthermore: children bending or breaking the rules to get a peek at something that's not intended for them is a part of growing up.

I hate AI. I fucking hate AI. two letters have never had the power to set me off in such an automatic rage. if ever the day comes where AI has no enemies, it’s because I’m not alive to give my opinion. but best believe I’m being a hater from 6 feet under.

I’m ready to be transformed by the ibuprofen . I’m ready to be born again in its purifying light.