Squish

adulthood is like....I’m trying to get back into the concept of having hobbies

oh to be a fat little seal on a rock enjoying life at my own pace

here’s a lil reminder that there are people that you haven’t met yet that you are going to love and who are going to love you and who won’t be able to live without you and who will have an impact on your life, no matter what type of relationship it’s through. Isn’t that so wonderful to think about? the wait will be worth it

if something wrong i go to sleep so goodbye

please love me in the most soft and loyal way. I’m so tired.

*floop flop*

why do people always ask me if I’m okay when I’m lying on the floor. yes I’m okay. I’m living my best life. can’t a girl just lie on the floor and stare blankly at the ceiling listening to 1970s Swedish pop sensation ABBA sing Waterloo. I’m having me time

The other day I politely returned the question “how are you doing?” at a driver who asked the same of me, and he replied “oh, you know, same soup just reheated” and I can’t stop thinking about that

what another person did to you wasn’t your fault