i feel the sudden and dire need to return to only physical journaling.. perhaps a diary kept in a box is an unsurpassable mountain... what if it finds my twiter...
fiances parents bought a robot pet. im… so confused and concerned and upset how language barriers block me from truly understanding this decision… i will be exceedingly nice to it <3
i hate when a doctor i go to asks me why i take my medication like bitch stick to your side of the problem not the stuff i have settled!!! (the reason is simple…. its mental illness…)
i dont care what the contents are on the inside even if theyre clean you SHOULD NOT open a big titty magazine while sitting next to someone on the train.
i suppose if you freak out to anyone on the phone let it be your psych? i think it ensures they know you belong…. heres to being unable to remember my appointments and thus off medication for three days…..
ahhhhhhhbbbbbh i feel like im watching a date between two guys from the boyfriend and my parents are talking to some random japanese girls on the other side of the train lmaooo
even if youre wearing a puffy coat dont put your fucking elbow in my leg. if you cant keep your fucking hands in your lap dont spread out your elbows to play a goddamn game on mine