Kimberly

you think you can hurt me? I read books that make me cry and call it fun

i should probably get a normal hobby instead of squealing over fictional gay ppl, but i don’t think i will

if cats aren't meant to be kissed on their heads then what's that little space between their ears for

Crashing into depression can happen in an instant. And it sucks. Especially after some good days when you just want to belive and hope it will stay this way against all ods. It never does.

tumblr is like a group therapy with no therapist.

this is so embarrassing. i want to love & be loved & drink really nice tea & eat really nice pasta & not feel like the loneliness is a part of me anymore. i want a herb garden

i’m not getting enough fucking enrichment. in my enclosure

shut up, the stupid fictional gay people in my phone make me happy

ao3 authors are literally the backbone of society (my mental health)

If we planted trees as tombstones, we’d have beautiful forests for loved ones to be remembered in.

The academic urge to study every ancient mythology.

finding a playlist that fits your ships>>>>