Sometimes I'm like "maybe God is real", but then I step outside and remember cicadas exist
Sometimes I'm like "maybe God is real", but then I step outside and remember cicadas exist
odysseus (me) tied to the mast (sitting at my desk writing another goddamn email), fighting to resist the sweet song of the sirens (my warm and cozy bed)
"it must be mercury in retrograde" - girl who keeps procrastinating and must now face the consequences of her own actions
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gonna start taking shots of red 40 every morning the way some of you bitches take turmeric and apple cider vinegar
yeah, no, it's like whatever (I say as I almost throw up from anxiety)
red dye 40, they could never make me hate you โฅ๏ธ
normalize fun little kids menus for adults. I wanna use cheap crayons to complete a word search and play tictactoe while I wait for the breadsticks. Is that too much to ask?
and I am not ashamed โผ๏ธ
thinking about the aurora borealis
Hate the way we're letting tradwives have a monopoly on cute little cottage aesthetics. I want to wear an apron get lacy curtains for the kitchen and tend to the garden. But like, also fuck the patriarchy.
my favorite fashion accessory is yearning
Dolly Parton on the set of "9-to-5", using a typewriter
when I wake up and open Gmail before Bluesky
Match my freak (watch Haunting of Hill House with me)
this would heal me, I think
ik it's cold and flu season but this still feels like a personal attack
fr, the most gorgeous women I know will be like "love this guy" and it's an oily little man that looks like he crawled out of a sewer ๐
dreading valentine's day because I'll have to see everyone's crusty dusty boyfriends on ig
where can i get my hands on a pair??
okay but I actually NEED these jeans
I was gone for two weeks and now y'all are obsessed with sloppy joes? tf did I miss?
had mitski on REPEAT at the ripe old age of 15
haven't been on bluesky in a hot sec because this semester has been kicking my ASS
gonna be so fr, I never heard of Benson Boone until the Grammys
This is me if you even care
the feminine urge to become local folklore
just a girl and her unhealthy obsession with her fave tv show