I felt it too

Bridging the gap between me and my ideal self, one day at a time

I am no mans dream girl. No man could ever imagine and create a woman as complex and beautiful as me.

bring back Georgian-era sentence structure. fuck this single clause Hemingway bullshit; I want to string the reader along for pages, to link, however disparate, an endless array of actions using every form of punctuation I can imagine - even those I rarely use - and generally be as incoherent as possible (though it is to be said that this is for internet and casual use, and not for increasing the impenetrability of research papers, a far less noble goal than the one I proposed).

being alive is like there's something i don't want to do but then i do it and it's okay. there's something i don't want to do but then i do it and it's okay. there's something i don't want to do but then i do it and it's okay. there's s

really rude that i cant go back in time and save my younger self