tired

I did the being edgy and self-deprecating thing, it gets old. I wanna be soft and lovely and easily impressed. I wanna appreciate all the little things that make me happy the same way I’ve dwelled on every single thing that upsets me.

je suis sick of this shit

moi fucking too

énorme mood

being a macroorganism is so stressful. i want to know what my cells are doing. I don’t like how unsupervised they are

That time of night as an adult where you’re desperately tired and want to sleep but you also don’t want to give up the day yet bc there’s stuff you wanna do. I’m calling it the toddler hour

i dont ever trust a “people get too offended nowaways” ass bitch

I want someone to churn butter in my ass

Please just for one minute of your fucking life just calm down and think before you type out a post