Mils ⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆

Why did i let myself get this b1g

what if i burned all my bridges and moved three states away to work at a diner in the middle of bumfuck nowhere

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

Be yourself so ppl looking for u can find u

I would rather look weird to people than get nervous trying to look sane

sorry to be a broken record every month but christ menstruation is a stupid concept. oooooh excuse me for not getting pregnant, why the fuck is there goo falling out of me about it? grow the fuck up and reabsorb that shit for nutrients.

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

peak song

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

I feel like a ragdoll in a world full of Barbie dolls. :(

i may have a messed up relationship with food but i am NOT fatphobic miss me with that shit