spooky toast

I think my roommate got me sick ueueueue I must push onward because my midterm for my drawing class is due today

I feel sick. Seeing my childhood desk in my new room, in a home that isn’t where I grew up. It’s haunting and it burns. Yet I can’t get rid of it, for if I get rid of it, i would be throwing away a part of me I wouldn’t get back. Hit with melancholy and a deep ache of nostalgia, I sit and stay put. If the past is where I am ment to stay then I will stay. I will die with nostalgia, for my future is unknowing and afraid.

is it bad that I don't exactly like the term "wuhluhwuh" just say lesbian or sapphic. idk idk i just don't like it much but maybe it's just me.

I need to be more butch and I need to do it NOW

The fact that I’m seeing all the shit go down in 2025 and see the U.S, who has been an oligarchy country for a while, increasingly get worse is so… I’ve felt hopeless before but i actually have an empty pit in my stomach and a weight in my brain. But who am i to say anything.