emotion mixtura

as soon as the disorders stop disordering and the disability stops debilitating I will be so unstoppable powerful forever

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

ahhhh so the guilt is NOT supposed to be neverending and haunting and constant and persisting beyond a doubt over even the most menial of things that i would not be upset at someone else for. i understand now.

it is what it is. and I don't know what it is

I spoke to the moon and she already knew all about you. She said my heart beats to the same rhythm as yours btw.

i fucking hate being an adult with a slowly increasing number of responsibilities its like one day you wake up and youre like aw fuck when was the last time i descaled the coffee machine

applying for the position of your good luck charm that's kept in your pocket and looked at adoringly

You should be able to rot in bed for 2, maybe 3 hours after waking up before it starts affecting what time it is. If I wake up at 8:30 and lie in bed for 2hr it should still be 8:30 when I get up

sometimes the tragedy of distance is very simple. i want to get groceries with you

enemies to lovers but it's me and myself

i don’t feel like i’m old enough to be my age

the world is running out of glassblowers and yet you want to become a fucking doctor

notice how linkedin isn’t on maslow’s hierarchy of needs

most unstable girl you know: i need to get a masters degree

Repeating "it's okay" to myself 1000 times a day

I need some studio ghibli level shit to happen to me