I do what I want, when I want

I thought the number was lbs and vowed never to go into the woods ever

This is accurate

in my head theres a little mouse wearing a little apron and she makes all my emotions

she needs to read a fuckin recipe this bitch is just making a MESS

shes doing her best… maybe shed do better if you were nicer to her

making serotonin is the cooking equivalent to scrambling an egg and she can’t even do that right smh

Reblogging this in the hopes that the image of a sweet little mouse doing her best to make my emotions will help me remember to be kinder to myself.

Definitely reblogging for the much more helpful concept of a helpful mouse doing her best for the sake of people who regularly hate on their brain then wonder why that’s not working so well.

This just shocked me so much I started crying. As soon as you put it like that I realize how often I talk so horribly to myself. I’m sorry mouse lady we can do better.

I’m going to be better for my mouse lady