anxiety is terrible, you could be having an attack and no one would even know because it’s an inward thing. it feels like you’re malfunctioning and you can’t process your own thoughts. you get a knot in your stomach and you can’t take a full breath but outwardly you can literally just sit there and look completely normal as long as no one tries to speak to you.
if i stay in bed i’ll be warm
if i get in the shower i’ll also be warm
but the distance between the bed and the shower
that is not warm
when friend’s parents pay for your food and you have to pretend you don’t want them to
*cough* have sex with me *cough*
Grandpa gets a surprise bulldog puppy for his birthday, something he’s always wanted.
It’s pure happiness for both of them
im fucking sobbing
when I say “I wish they would turn this book into a movie” what I really mean is “I wish they would turn this book into a 17-hour-long spectacle that includes every single solitary detail and doesn’t deviate at all from the storyline and has perfect casting”
*accidentally showers for 5 hours*