a cigarette rn....

me 🤝 making dnd characters with names no one can pronounce

Second day of the semester and I am already about to haha

bashing my skull in because I wish I could be anyone but me but I cannot make the choices that would change me for the better

back to being a loser :) things never change and i dissociate so hard i cant feel it :) :)

feel awful my turns take so long #spellcaster shit

went from doing bad on the midterm to my strongest section being on amour-propre and amour de soi

getting really unwell and thinking i need to keep my wisdom teeth to succeed in my philosophy phd

this shit is not a marathon it's a sprint goddamnit!!

actual irrational crashout incoming why do i have no skills (for anything I want to do)

I love being everyone's neutral fly on the wall

Somebody better figure out if asking Saint Anthony to help u find smth is placebo bc I might have to start believing

I'm a "are u gonna eat that pickle?" girl and he's a "no you can have it" boy and I love him but life took us apart :(

I wish there was anything stable that I cared about. Like... no one would be able to pin down anything about me and be accurate.

Why does having a lazy day make me feel disgusting and not refreshed

I wish my life was more [productive, ideal/oriented toward art and creating, virtue, friends]. I need to change but life gets in the way too

I wish I could do anything worthwhile or meaningful

things looks better and yet I remain stuck in a loop, hollow

man... what is happening to me...

(being insanely dramatic but the hole in my chest grows) when does the survivor guilt end?