i am always one wrong word away from being shot by all the people who find me tolerable

partially-managed mental illness is so fucking funny i'll be sitting around doing my job and suddenly think "wow i hate myself" and immediately get confused because, like, that's not TRUE! i love myself so much. who are you to talk to me like that

there are the overthinkers and there are people that are like "no thoughts head empty" but we need a word for when you're experiencing both at the same time

my proglem is that its very hard to find ppl who can match my manic-esoteric lynchian vibe and so its just easier to do things alone like 95% of the time

i come here from my home country of teusday, which is very very far indeed, and my old bones are tired. could i stay at your wednesday for the next 24 hours if you would be so kind?

I just want to be the smartest girl in the room and to know how to speak 7 languages and to always have books in hand and to always be best dressed and to always be on top of my studies and to smell really good and to do flash cards on the treadmill and to not be distracted by the things that don’t matter and to still have time for all my passions.

(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive

living under a rock is so fun i love watching a movie that’s been famous for decades and being like wow this is so good.. did you guys know about this

Being sober on holidays when people drink a lot and getting to go hike on near empty trails the next morning is such a banger

broke my routine so now i have to kill myself

ever since I was a little girl I’ve wanted to be left at home by myself for several hours

there is always some fucking laundry and dust and some other shit

problematic sudoku solving skills gap

girl who finally is going back to reading by finishing one book: now i'm going to read all the books in the world.