self care is listening to Africa by Toto for 22 hours straight, staring into the void until all your feelings, impulses, muscles, and skin melt away and you are but a pile of bones vibrating along to 80’s synth wave

me: *is completely alone, has no actual friends, is irrelevant to everyone in general* minimalism

me , when it’s gross outside: i don’t want to do anything me , when it’s nice outside: i don’t want to do anything…. but im happy

shoutout to george, fred, and especially ron weasley for realizing that harry was stuck in abusive and unhealthy household and, in spite of the massive trouble they knew they could get in, taking immediate steps to personally see him removed from that environment, something no adult in harry’s life did.

moodboard

anyway this might be controversial but any temperature over 67 degrees F (20 Celsius) is too hot

“you’re so polite!” thank you i have anxiety