we move forward.

sorry for the nervous breakdown everyone im actuallt fine because i have to be

hate when im reading and theres a word i dont know so i search it in the dictionary and its like: beuperer. noun. a person who beupers. i'll fucking kill you

im so hungry i could eat a meal

severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person

i've survived far worse. i've also died to far less though so who knows

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

who else is up permanently feeling like they did something Wrong

HEARTBREAKING: friends who i should be going to the movies and playing dnd and watching anime and cosplaying and going to the mall and having sleepovers and exploring the woods with live one hundred trillion miles away

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time

Im always like "i will not add my two cents. i will not add my two cents" but i cant lie the pennies are getting sweaty in my hand

FUCKKKKKKK what if something bad happened and I forgot to worry about it

i would rather see the information for an event handwritten in sharpie on a paper towel than see another AI generated flyer

hate that I was understanding when I should’ve just been a cunt