Remember today's lesson: whining alone solves nothing but whining en masse can solve a great deal

being the weird girl all your life and always hiding parts of yourself to fit in and then meeting someone who actually likes you because of those weird parts rather than in spite of them is the most healing experience in the world i hope that all you little freaks in my phone can also find this someday

whenever i die my horrible death i hope i'm chill and nonchalant during. i hope i don't claw onto human existence with both hands and start wishing i could hear the birds in the trees one last time or whatever

every day it gets harder to have a relaxed jaw and decent posture

all i do anymore is display symptoms

I never got over anything. I miss everyone and everything. nostalgia and grief kill me every day. oh and I also love going on walks.

Literally release me