𝔫𝔬 𝔫𝔢𝔱 𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔪𝔢

I was out with a bunch of people this weekend and this guy suddenly went “man I miss my wife” and went home. like…I want that

what they don’t tell you is that sometimes you’ll want to leave, until you actually do. then all you’ll want is to go back

the thing about having a job is i just don’t want to do it. Sorry

i would rather be doing literally anything else. to be honest and open with everyone

the bus is never going to come because im a bad person

sorry for the mixed signals I don’t know what I want or what I’m doing mostly

i have an insatiable hunger for connection and an inescapable urge to isolate myself from others and they play catch with my mortal soul like it’s some kind of bean bag or something