alright, hello!

I want to be heard (doesn’t speak) I want to be understood (doesn’t explain) I want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)

just found out you can do more than one thing each day. i was just doing the one

They should invent the opposite of those colourblindness glasses - sunglasses you could wear to see everything in like greyscale or muted colours. Like fuck this day in particular, I am sick of seeing colours. Y'all are getting the 2013 instagram sepia filter today.

what do they put in october and november that makes them the most ungodly mental breakdown psychosis inducing months imaginable. what are they storing in the orange leaves and generally grey drowsy atmosphere

when you find a single flake of glitter on yourself for seemingly no reason. where'd you come from girl. where's the party at

Insane that being in your 20s counts as adulthood. Being in your 20s just feels like the sequel to being a teenager

i plead oopsies dasies your honor

do u ever come to the realization that you’re literally a slave to nostalgia. no matter how good you life is, you can’t help but compare it to childhood memories that play in your mind like a broken loop. the present is good, but does it have the rosy film of the past? will springs ever feel as they did when you experienced them as a child? will happiness ever feel as all-encompassing and endless? how can i ever be satisfied if i’m trying to chase a feeling no longer attainable to my grown up self

in library. talkin about thanksgiving. librarian is asking the kids what they eat, trying to lead them towards thanksgiving food & its like pulling teeth. asking what they pour on mashed potatoes. one kid says Rocks. librarian is like “im thinking of something that starts with GR and its brown” and another kid raises her hand & im like ok this girls on top of everything shes got this. & she goes “gorilla sauce”