i can’t sleep so i’m listening to hozier and knitting

i am not looking forward to going back to school because i can no longer write one sentence without getting completely distracted

i found some snail shells and i’m gonna paint them :)

all i’ve done in lockdown is learn pointless skills and be gay

i’m considering using a bedsheet to make a poet shirt because i’m a dramatic gay and my clothes needs to reflect that!!!

guess who’s listening to the 1975 and crying!!!!

i wanna make iced coffee with vanilla soya milk but i have none left >:(

thinking about how i don’t have a build a bear spring green frog :(((((

self isolation is the perfect excuse for writing love letters but i have no one to send love letters to >:(

the only exercise i’ve been doing is learning choreography from music videos when my family is asleep