I will do my best to maintain my hopes

just reached the credits of pronoun palace. what an awesome game.

trying to stay in the present moment.

ratatouille looks like it would taste so fucking good

one day at a time.

jax

the unit circle strikes back

caught in a flow, somehow. guess I just needed some fire

I wish people were less judgmental

I like to run, but not when I’m running for my life. I’m scared because I have to run, and I’m too scared to run.

I have been alive for almost my whole life

it's both scary and relieving that your mind is receptive to external factors

interested in “casualties: unknown” lately

in this plastic cocoon you’ve made for me

happy about connections

it’ll be alright. really.

music will have you bleeding from head to toe and you won’t even realize until it’s over

learning the meaning of "distracting yourself with a task"

I have no issues with things said with love in repetition, no issue with “cliche” and “cheesy” words.

there’s gunk in my shoulder