There isn’t a point anymore. The only reason I’m not quitting college, breaking up with my boyfriend, throwing my phone away, cutting my hair, and hitchhiking somewhere new is because I feel like the polite thing to do is not that. I really am past the point of killing myself, that’s too pathetic

My boyfriend who I now live with pissed me off so I stopped talking to him and locked myself in the bathroom and he is so desperate for me to talk to him and tell him I let it go it’s crazy like why r u hitting me with the “goodnight I love u :/“ rn

Lana Stan making fun of an unnecessarily long album title I have to laugh

Life starting to feel like the jumpscare in Bug Like an Angel

Shit if things keep going this way I might just start eating the mushrooms I find in basements

Boygenius was right. I AM trying to be cool about it