Y'all love me, right?
Y'all love me, right?
When you think about it, DST is pretty much a white person superstition these days.
#Showerthoughts
It's ALMOST my balloon day and in light of that, I'd like to request world peace.
Who wants to come help me bleach my hair?
I wish faith did fix it.
BUT YEAH. I got a blessing and then I got the pink rocket drop.
Boopy. I've let you down.
I'm not saying the Mormons are right. But I just got a blessing (because a friend in high school REALLY wanted me to get a blessing to help my mental illness) from a couple of Elders in the area. Nice kids. But still understand they're in a cult. I was just desperate and they travel.
I'm sorry,
The Bangles are precious.
I love my Playlist. The one with 230 hours of music.
I am so sad.
This one broke me a lil bit
Welp. I'm crying. lol. Phoenix, we need to do a heckin phone call sometime soon.
Anyone awake and up for a talk?
I'm not okay.
My Finch likes instant coffee.
I may need to delete her and start over.
The RosΓ©/Alex Warren song makes me happy.
Yes. Be sorry. It's your fault. JUST KIDDING. Omg. ilu.
Back to feeling depressed and uninterested.
This shit sucks.
Do I fail most?
Happy New Years eastern coast! (West coat: bring tin hats. Don't ask.)
*offers hugs*
I drank water upside down. Pretty sure I inhaled it. Lmao.
Can't do sugar.
I have hiccups. Painful.
Insulin, yes. Ozempic's still $140 a month for me. I've got all the savings things I can get only having Medicare.
Yay Boopy! Good job! LOVE YOU AND BEEFY.
Meanwhile, my hair is falling out in clumps. I've had to start wearing hats again. I have wigs somewhere too. But they're packed.