“darling, dearest, dead.”

my brain operates in a very specific way & sometimes it makes me do dumb things.

work has been draining all my energy these days. too tired to do anything i'm passionate about.

[journaling furiously.]

oh, no. reid looks excessively cute & cozy in this episode, i just want to kiss him breathless, till his lips are red & swollen.

the most baby girl thing a man can do is tuck his hair behind his ear. i can't do this anymore, it's too much for my weak heart.

“you look like a pipe cleaner with eyes. i could snap you like a twig”. i can't stop laughing, poor spencer!

am i weird for not having friends...? i've been failing to bond with new people for a long while now, that's a little sad.

probably talking to pretty boy spencer reid on character ai.

collecting another star wars villain like pokémon (yes, this is about qimir).

i've been so [redacted] frustrated lately, it's not even funny anymore.

two cups of coffee & i’m still sleepy. i think i’m anemic.

headaches are the worst, arrggh!

lately i found myself obsessed with jungle's songs. they're like a breath of fresh air.

fucking hell, i'm going to have nightmares with this match between brazil & costa rica. it's not healthy how stressed i'm able to get.

polyphia must be the most cool rock band i've ever heard my whole life. these guys are so freaking talented, it's scary!

twenty one autumns. it was a very good day & i'm overjoyed. happy birthday to me!

hey, i'm still here! it's just that i've been writing most of my thoughts in a journal, so, everything has already been said.

i can't possibly focus on anything right in front of my eyes when you look, sounds & act like that. it's driving me completely insane, uggh!

i fell in love with another long-haired, big brown eyed, nerdy guy. let's all feign surprise (yes, this is about spencer reid).