"SOMETIMES I STAB A POTATO AND WONDER WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO STAB A HUMAN" - real text I just received from Em
snow makes me so unproductive like homework? fuck that shit there is snow on the ground
I don’t know what to do about things anymore and every effort I’ve made to take care of said things has ultimately failed so I’m just not gonna do anything and see where that leads me because it probably can’t be any worse than where I’m at now.
remember when i left disneyland early bc i was tired and went to my hotel to sleep and woke up to a text from mel saying that she ran into dan and phil on her way back from disneyland
moral of the story: don’t sleep
if someone ever wrote me a song or made me a mixtape or did anything for me that required any sort of extended personal thought-investment I would legitimately cry and think about it all the time