things would be a lot easier if i could just be catholic again. i envy the faithful their steadfast belief and the comfort it brings

so discomforting to be haunted by ghosts

listening to christian music AND unpainted nails? i need to be hospitalized

the closet calling to me like a siren and then i get misgendered and its just like. ah. the ache

whether or not my nails are painted is a highly reliable indicator of if im in a depressive episode. they havent been painted in weeks

letters to a paramedic / musings on a ghost i never knew / back in the closet / traumagender + yelling / the ties that still linger

eated mashed tato ^u^

ate my iron and i think its going to fucking Kill Me Dead so i might get out of bed to eat mashed tato

(theatrically smoking) its crazy how much you can impact someones life and never speak to them again. truly a ghost haunting the margins

having memory loss is so funny cause sometimes you unlock an entire artists catalogue when you know every lyric by heart like a headshot

digital minimalism / half a year in the indie web / distaste for content / 174k in pbp rp / sick summer rest vs Grind

checked since i was migrating thread names and HOLY SHIT. i've written about 174,000 words since june 5 with my writing partner

five hour nap hit crazy

naptime

good lord either my kidneys are failing or im getting old and my bodys falling apart at the side

the instant insane waves of eepie im getting from applying this stupid benadryol stick is wild

the hot chocolate is delicious

fuck it. going to try making hot chocolate from the bars and also a cream cheese pasta sauce

cream cheese bagel

seaweed salad and salted nori and a ham lunchable