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Wishing financial freedom, good sex, laughter and perfectly seasoned food for everyone reading this
friday 12 september
stoned selfies ft. the last night being a 33yo and as dramatically as possible– this has been my favorite year yet. (got divorced, lost 50 lbs, lots of fun sex, traveling, Hozier & turnover, journaling every day, and wanting to die a lil less 💃🏽) x
I've been seeing a lot of content about pigeons lately...
Seems kinda suspicious.
Dude who invented umbilical cords? No i do not want anything shot up my body by a pneumatic tube.
My friend and i are watching the remake of Interview With A Vampire and this conversation just happened:
Me: Why does Lestat have the flamboyancy that almost seems like he’s drunk at all times?
Them: because he’s french.
My husband and I went to the Packer game yesterday. It was fun but the trip definitely confirmed for me that I am a lesbian and that I'm not attracted to men. It also confirmed that this relationship is not right for me. I am not happy. I feel bad because he deserves better. He deserves some who is as crazy about him as he is to them. He deserves someone who enjoys his company and be what he needs. That is not me. As happy as I am to realize that, I am sad. We have been together since 2016, almost 5.5years. That is a long time. But I need. To be honest with myself and be my truest self. In order to do that, I have to do this. Ugh.
you’ve heard of existential dread and existential horror, now get ready for existential peace, which is that feeling when you stare up at the nightsky and think, “huh. i exist. that’s pretty neat.”