hopelessly sad & shitty

there's just nothing that beats being at home. the world will try to convince me i should be doing more and it's like yeah but im at home

isnt it interesting that two people can read the same book and one will just move on and the other will have their entire dna changed by the characters i just love that reading is such a unique and entirely human experience

you’ll find a way, as you always do

what they dont tell you about adulthood is that it’s startlingly easy to go long periods of time without having any fun at all not even a little bit. btw this causes ur brain to try to kill you with knives and hammers.

Bears are so right about hibernation

"download the app to continue!" what if I kill you

it's like i am literally never going to own a house or find authentic love or escape the clutches of late stage capitalism so really what am i living for

never underestimate the healing power of a patch of sunlight

cloudy summer days I love you more than anything else in world

all i did this year was survive

I'm stuck somewhere between hopeless romantic and cold hearted cynic

It is what it is but like. Can it be something else