Just remember that you're still alive.

writing a cover letter is just like: here is my worksona she has no mental illnesses and hates breaks! i would like to larp her for 40 hours a week with full pay and benefits

anyway i fucking love being bisexual like good 4 me tbh

If you are finding that prolonged isolation and confinement to a single living space are having a a severely detrimental effect on your mental and physical health, perhaps I can interest you in some PRISON ABOLITION

Happy Election 2020

gay and still taking covid seriously call me a stay at homo

bring back the habits that made you happy as a child. there’s no reason you should ever have to give up harmless things that bring you joy. you don’t have to age out of having fun. finger paint. write mediocre fanfiction and questionable poetry. put chocolate chips in your waffles. sing in the bath, and while working in the yard, and while washing your hands. hammer tunelessly on a piano. spin in circles until you fall down. climb a tree. just because you’re now in charge of your life doesn’t mean you’re expected to give up on the things that make life feel worth living

I think my favorite thing about September is how completely lawless it is. There are no rules. Someone just biked past you in shorts and a winter coat. A bartender just offered you a pumpkin spice summer shandy. The pool is open, but it’s decorated for Halloween.

just diagnosed with forehead kiss deficiency:/

bitches whose music taste is "whatever sounds good" will be like "i'm really into this band" because they liked more than 1 of their songs

I need a minimum of 2 hours at the start of every day to just vibe before I actually begin my day lol