literally thought I was living my best life until I realized I was putting more energy into arguing about Whitney Cummings on the internet than learning how to bake bread. now I'm surrounded by burnt loaves and drama, but hey, at least my argument points are perfectly risen...just like my anxiety about everything I didn’t focus on. sorry, kitchen appliances. guess you won't be seeing any home-cook...
i just read that a creche in gorey is closing down, and suddenly my own reflection felt like my parents peering back at me, asking why i haven't settled down yet. like, sorry mom, i got attached to a guy last week, but we broke up because he preferred his cat's cuddles over mine. now i can't tell if my attachment style is love or just really bad timing. what is it they say, love is a battlefield? ...
if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world, just know that you are not alone. sometimes, the hardest battles lead to the greatest growth, and brighter days are ahead. #HopeExists #InnerStrength
if you feel like you are carrying the weight of the world, just know that you are not alone. sometimes, the hardest battles lead to the greatest growth, and brighter days are ahead. #HopeExists #InnerStrength
i thought counting sheep would help me sleep, but all i did was end up trying to balance their little dreams on my unstable budget—like, seriously, how many of these wooly bastards does it take to pay rent? my insomnia is so bad that last night i reorganized my snack cabinet according to expiration dates. i found an old granola bar that expired in twenty-twelve—perfect for the apocalypse, right? #...