i have not stopped thinking about this goodreads review for a MOMENT since i read it. it pingpongs in my head at all times. yesterday i walked into the kitchen and i realized i hadn't washed the pot from the night before, and said coldly, "the work of a sad little man who needs to see the ocean." unreal. i know i am changed.
i love being a hater of media that i’ve never seen or listened to. no i will not give it a chance. it’s called listening to my heart
post like no one is watching follow like youve never been hurt add tags like no one is listening and reblog like its heaven on earth
me as a child: this "$4.99" sales stuff is idiotic, anyone can instantly round this up to $5 in their mind, no one is falling for this
me as an adult: oh wow only $4 (with some additional numbers behind it), that's great because if it was a single dollar more that would have been the last straw for me in my miserable life
when we lost polyvore we lost our souls
male loneliness epidemic maybe theyre just unloveable
Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly Bitter and True
you can think someone's an idiot and not hate them. anyone who doesn't understand this has never had a coworker
I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination
the smallest artist i listen to? probably the bird outside my window
i already have a job and it's called keeping myself alive. why do i have to be employed on top of that
would put post 2020 fans in an early grave
if anyone needs me i'll be giving myself a diy lobotomy