Me and twitter (I don’t even know if I should call it that anymore- it’s a shell of its former self) are like a toxic relationship. I know it’s shitty but I keep coming back to it hoping it would get better
I love the Pikmin bloom app bc at the end of the day you get to rate your day and sometimes you just have shitty days but you don’t wanna admit it but it’s just you and your Pikmins and no ones judging so I can have shitty days and be okay !!
I never thought a butter knife was capable of piercing skin but here we are me with a bloody hand and a butter knife along with a cake pop that was stuck on a plate