Jack Abbot is my Utah.

i think more final girls should be forty and kind of weird and off-putting

nothing pisses me off more than a proud “no msg!” label on something. shut up you dumb bitch put the msg back in there so it tastes good. idiot

really if you think about it ryland grace wrote a thesis so fucking bad that they exiled him from earth

they’re foreclosing on my mind palace

everyone tells me that ADHD isn't an excuse for being lazy and that there are people with ADHD who have overcome their symptoms and are successful but every day I drag around an invisible dopplegänger of myself who is horrible and listless and always complains. and he is so heavy. I'm ambitious and I'm passionate but he isn't and the problem is that to get anywhere in life I have to grab him by the leg and pull him along the whole way, kicking and screaming, and sometimes it gets exhausting. sometimes he pulls me down with him. and it gets a bit difficult to explain to people why I'm lying down on the floor in pain when they can't see him.

does anyone else think about how brave all their friends are and get really emotional about it

I'm glad everyone is alive rn