there’s something weirdly therapeutic about blaring halsey through an empty house, incense burning, and cleaning like i’m trying to scrub the chaos out of my brain too. just me, the music, the smell of incense, and a little bit of peace. 🖤
girl to girl: sometimes you’ll find an old picture of yourself and suddenly realize you were actually beautiful during a time when you spent so much energy criticizing yourself.
playing overwatch genuinely makes me sound like an authoritarian dictator i be gettin bad teammates and i say some shit like "a lot of people have to die before shit gets better"
i came home, john napped while i finished some work, watched about an hour of tv, i fell asleep, he stayed up, he finally fell asleep, i woke up from a nightmare. can’t fall back asleep.