My Corner of the Garden

yuo freaks will re blog anything

it’s so hard for me to not doxx myself every single day btw. my oversharer’s spirit is being stifled by internet safety

This is what it’s all about. Saturday night. At home. Switching between the same 4 apps on my phone. Getting scared.

i will remain gentle despite it all

i cannot wait to financially afford who i really am

I always am about to go to sleep at a beautiful 11pm and then something happens to me

oversharing online is so important cus like what if someone needed to know that

You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still

just so we’re clear if you’ve never actually seen a cybertruck in person and have only seen photos of them i cannot stress enough how much worse they look in real life. like i honestly don’t know how it’s possible. most things look basically the same in pictures and in real life. but as stupid and ugly as cybertrucks look in photos, every person i’ve spoken to who has seen one in real life agrees that they somehow look even worse in person. and i know you’re thinking to yourself “tah they already look so bad in photos, how can they possibly look even worse in person?” I DONT KNOW. the first time i saw one on the road i was on a phone call and i literally cut myself off in the middle of a sentence just to be like “oh my GOD.” just an incredibly, laughably, unbelievably bad vehicle. i’ve never experienced anything like it. they’re just so bad

there should be more options than suffering via employment and suffering via unemployment

going with the flow in a face down in a river kinda way

don’t let anyone else ruin your day. it‘s YOUR day. ruin it yourself.

reblog to make your blog smell like cinnamon and warm brown sugar

don't be confused by what i post, i'm shy in real life & everything gives me anxiety

romance is letting someone see your reading list. your search history. the books on your nightstand arranged in the exact order of your anxiety. letting them understand that yes, you read three different translations of the same poem, and yes, it matters which one, and yes, you can explain why for forty-five minutes if they'll let you. intimacy is someone staying for the explanation.