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[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode

Old writers used to be like ohhhh geeee i hope no one finds my private letters. ohhhhh my little letters they’re so beautifully written and personal i hope no one gets a hold of my big stack of personal letters ouhhh

Everything I read about recovering from burnout is like “it takes months or even years to fully recover” and it’s like okay…. I have a weekend before I gotta clock in on Monday

you understand that there's nothing wrong with wanting people to pay attention to you, right? it's not intrinsically evil, you are allowed to want to be seen. you can do it in soft and nice and good ways, but you don't even have to. you can just want to be seen.

love the word aforementioned. like i already said that

“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

we cant talk here. pictochat. room c.

there should be a cool, chill way to say things like “I’m struggling” or “I’m having a hard time” that doesn’t imply you might have needs

locked the fuck out. distractionmaxxing

something really very poignant about how tumblr reblogs are able to preserve posts from deactivated, long dead, abandoned blogs. sorry, you may have tried to erase it all but that little silly post you made ten years ago lives forever, split into a dozen people's archives. i can still find you on my blog with a quick search if i wanted. you're immortal, sorry man.