she walks a very thin tightwire

Perry the platypus is my enemy. But I’m not like, evil, or something, he just keeps breaking through my window to stop me from doing ordinary things like washing the dishes or making the bed and everyone keeps calling me out for procrastinating and I always cry at them that, “It’s Perry, the platypus!” Nobody believes me. “Stop making excuses, it’s just a regular platypus.” I look behind me and Perry has taken off his hat and does that weird purring noise.

didn’t realize this was a dream, thought it was just a weird allegory for adhd

I generally start regretting every display of emotion I have about five minutes after its over

Expectation is the currency of fools.

i hope this year has a good ending

*breaks my own heart from thinking too much*

So what’s next? You heal. You grow. And you help others.

i really wish everyone had good hearts and good intentions for others. honestly.

half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is just hopeless