Speak.

can’t sleep because i’m spiraling about the fact my city is running out of water and the conversation my dad and I had today about worst case scenarios of packing up what we can and moving to Kansas but that’s only if we can even get there because of the logistics of how it will impact the city, state, country, world if my city runs out of water.

there’s so many words that make my skin crawl to hear or read, yet my friends use them, but there’s so many I feel bad mentioning it because i’m fully aware it’s just a *me* problem.

why did tumblr just suggest a post to me of a grey haired lady looking for a man and its some adults 24-60 group of singles?

been having one of the worst weeks personally that i’ve had in a long time--possibly ever—and I posted on threads asking for pictures of pets/sky/cool things and a bunch of strangers sent me pictures, some of all three, and i’m pretty sure this is the exact reason al gore invented the internet