nedward

weeee i get to stabbystab people tomorrow :3

true heartbreak is when your safe place doesnt feel safe anymore

i am a winter hater (its my favourite season) i hate the snow (its pretty) i hate the electric bills (hot drinks and warm bed are the best) i hate how fuckin cold it is (it lets me wear big jumpers im cosy in)

being queer is just a hellscape of identity changes I've been every label under the sun but I've finally found myself

i am so fuckin tired

forced to live my life on this mortal plane by working for minimum wage and failing to acquire work in the field im passionate about

i feel like a silly little ghost floating my way through life, observing as everyone else truly lives through a haze

am i supposed to use tumblr now is this a thing