Hey, don’t you just hate when the depression hits so hard that the october/sweater season/spooky season vibes that you usually adore, like, these vibes are the highlight of the year… but you’re depressed and completely miss fall somehow and bow it’s winter and also you’re birthday and you don’t have anything because you don’t have friends and also you are currently crying in the feral position as it dawns on you that you’ve missed your two most favorite things time of year wise and now have to wait until next year when it loops back around.















