vague sense of melancholy about how we grew up and grew apart. classic post uni experience

ough. warm blankey

sometimes i still wish i could believe in god. maybe thats why joel compels me as a character

running another fever. sweating through my tshirt and waking up in a weird deliriousness is... an experience

in that strange in between place of not having someone youd turn to tell Big News either which way

the late night quiet realization that your world is smaller than it ever has been before. unsure of what that means for me, really

thinking about how retreating from cultivating an audience over the years and focusing on what makes me happy was a wild shift

bruh. i slept like twelve hours

very cute that papa ruffles my hair atm when im too sick for kisses

choco cake n white choco cookies n carbonara last night n cutting papertowel swatches

frozen tea is at least soothing my throat. eating caloric dense food and then. cave again. i’m hacking up on blood

coughing up blood sucks

running a fever and heart palpitations all day but i did find choco covered almonds. heart emojie

bro my throat is RAW and BLOODIED

woke up to gorgeous hair volume and also a hemorrhaging knee. fucking hell god giveth AND taketh

good lord i forgot how sleepy writing by hand makes me

cons: jolly ranchers are melting in the heat. pros: frozen jolly ranchers are DELICIOUS it turns out

hoziers july is everything to me rn

nail polish chipping. need to redo them

had a pleasant evening talking about barbie dolls with some hobby acquaintances and plans for another hobby’s social mixers