Just A Girl Tryna Make It

me (two days into spring): do you remember the good old days when all the bugs were in hell where they belong

dont care didnt ask plus your pessimistic outlook on life is exhausting

honestly being tagged in things makes me so happy because it’s like?? ? you think of me?? ? you remember me?? ? i don’t even remember me sometimes

do you know what literally drives me up the fucking wall?

i used to be passive aggressive, but now i’m aggressively passive. don’t mess with me kiddo. i’ll be right here. i’ll fucking forgive you

i wonder if there is anyone too nervous to talk to me.

probably not lmao 

being alive is very………..Not Easy

The fact that humans can be killed through physical means is so ridiculous to me

Like this sounds wild but like. hear me out. a person is such a ridiculously infinitely complicated web of thoughts and feelings and beliefs and such an unbelievably huge amount of knowledge and the idea that you can destroy that by holding a pillow over someone's face for three minutes is absolutely surreal. The idea that you can remove knowledge and emotion and memory from the world with a physical object is literally unbelievable. people are literally infinitely huge and complex and the fact that you can kill the person by killing the body is wild. I'm sure this is incoherent but I hope you get it

It's like. Imagine you threw a fist-sized rock at the empire state building and the entire thing and everything inside it collapsed into dust. That's what the existence of human death feels like