you are right and you should say it.

crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell

they’re foreclosing on my mind palace

im not above eating some low hanging fruit like if theres low hanging fruit i might eat some

some of the music i listen to is straight up bad

I love making people feel human and accepted. I’m not flirting with you.

and the grocery store is never just the grocery store. i'm staring at cereal boxes trying to find one that'll stain my heart honey-sweet again. i'm pacing the snack aisle looking for an epiphany or addiction. i'm circling the croissants like they'll make my life beautiful. i'm looking at birthday cards wondering who i have left to congratulate. i'm clutching my sleeves in the produce section. as if this particular lettuce will cleanse away years of inner turmoil. i'm cradling wilted bouquets like precious cargo--have i ever been held this tender, this secure? i'm hovering before the self-checkout and cashier line, wondering if it'd be nice to go through something with someone else for once.

encountering casual misogyny and spiraling ahhh ok this is normallll ahhahahaha okayyyyy got it its casual its so embedded in us lets hate women with mama ok ahah. give me a gun