had a moment washing dishes where i believed maybe for the first time ever that so long as i’m alive, i get to try again and do it differently, and it made me genuinely weep. then i picked up my phone and hopped between instagram and tiktok for 2 hours
wait why are ppl trying to normalize the infantilization of the glorification of the gentrification of the justification of the commodification of consumerism which perpetuates religion psychosis and overstimulates my niche theory
I hate rocking japanese denim and drinking Guinness with my loved ones. Oh and I hate taking shrooms on the weekend and looking at bugs outside too. April fucking fools
finally completed a very important task i’ve been avoiding for several months. it took 8 minutes and zero effort on my part and i felt immediate and immense relief. i probably won’t learn from this