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do i have an actually personality or is everything i do a facade please help me i dont know anymore anyway im about to make some dino nuggies do you want some?

i havent been able to drink a warm beverage while reading a book in quite sometime but now that i have an opportunity, im going to make some tea and listen to Kacey Musgraves and the rain hitting the outside of my window while reading. this, right here, is life.

i am convinced i am stuck in 2014 because everytime i mention tumblr the people around me just go ,':/ like it's some dead ancient fossil. im going to continue using this wonder website and romanticize arctic monkeys lyrics and playgrounds at midnight <3

no matter how loud you yell, fictional characters wont listen to you and that pisses me off quite a bit like god damn it will you just talk it through like stop walking the oTHER WAY-

i really need to stop dropping things and picking up new things on accident because i just saw a book under my bed and went "oh yeah im annotating that-" like i havent touched it in months.

This is the nineteen “last straw” apparently. Can you use a different phrase next time? If you’re so unhappy with my life choices, stop giving me second chances and just leave.

i really want to get up and go out and do things like go to the library and go get coffee with my friends but i for the life of me can’t get out of bED-

welcome to part 23529 of romanticizing every aspect of my life so I don’t fall into a deep depression: i listened to chloe moriondo and made rice and thought ‘this is it this is life’ like who the fuck does that

to the convince store worker that looked at me with worry as i put four monster energy drinks and sugar free mint gum on the counter, im fine im just not fine <3

there’s this boy with really pretty hair that i, for lack of a tamer word, am infatuated with. am i gonna do anything about it? absolutely fucking not-

alright. fuck small talk. let’s overshare about our trauma while we listen to hozier and drink day old iced coffee.

I'm annotating 'Call Me By Your Name' by André Aciman after reading it twice and I got to the scene where Elio keeps changing the way he played the piece and making Oliver frustrated and it took ALL OF MY WILL POWER to not cover the whole scene in highlighter. It's one of my favourite parts in the whole thing.