I’m So Obsessed With Women With Random Specific Interests Like I Saw A Woman Who Collects Scissors

not what i needed today

“realising the boat is on the other side of the cave because Regulus never made it back out”

laid up in bed googling normal things like have i ruined my life. is it too late

sometimes i forget people have friends on here and then i feel this sudden wave of loneliness is this what being a james kinnie is

something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is

in another life, I would have loved nothing more than to kill people with hammers with you

going for the weekly scheduled torture appointment (work)

google is it too late? google can i still be saved? google will i be okay?