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Sorry I didn’t text you back my anxiety told me I was bothering you
who cares if i want to mentally live in my daydream universe while i physically rot away. that's my business
reading an ao3 description and continuing to scroll as if you didn’t just suffer intense psychological damage
honey we are ALL doomed by the narrative.. it’s not that serious. have some fun with it
being a girl is all about jumping from one obsession to the other to run away from yourself
nothing compares to the comfort of watching the waves in an ocean move. the sound of the waves crashing to the shore and the smell of the fresh and salty air.
“are you sure you want to unsubscribe?” no i just scrolled to the bottom of the email and clicked the link just for the thrill of opening another tab
I should be less worried about seeming annoying. plenty of people are annoying and they all seem to be doing fine
I 🎃 can't 🍂 wait 🦇 to 🍁 wear 🕸️ sweaters 🦉 again 👻
How are we doing today ladies. Are we still losing it. Are we going completely insane
is there any humiliation greater than going out to the mailbox & there's nothing inside so now you've got to make the hero's journey back with no spoils
Virginia Woolf, from To the Lighthouse Susan Sontag, from Reborn: Early Diaries 1947-1963
the fact that i’m not on a balcony in italy watching the sun set eating fresh fruit with my lover is offensive
Come along, girls.
the older i get, the more i need time & personal space to be as boring as possible
I understand old men sitting on porches staring at an empty field more now than ever.