zzzzz…

i’m hiding worse, more secret emotions behind my big and obvious ones

listening to songs my younger self used to love is the closest i’ll ever get to a time machine

my tumblr archive is sooo important to me. like that’s my whole life

I hate that when you’re stressed enough your body just starts falling apart. I think it should realize you’re already stressed and don’t need that and start functioning better actually

play toys ?

come play toys

the prince of darkness commands you

washing dishes is evil because you go "oh fuck there's so many dishes this is gonna take foreverrr" and then you enter the dish abyss and emerge with your abdomen somehow covered in water and your hands all wrinky and then you look at the clock and what felt like half an hour was actually 10 minutes