UPDATE: Thesis Is Submitted And I Switched To Writing Self Indulgent House MD Fanfiction And I’ve Written

When is it my turn

I missed you

Today in class we were watching a historical drama and there was a cut away to a garden filled with bees and it reminded me of when I was a kid and on some days we couldn’t mow the lawn because of the ground bees but now my bee garden that I’ve had the last several years is usually bee free and now my head hurts remembering this memory again

i hate james wilson i hate his fuckass stance and his stupid gay face and his faggot hair and his big brown doe eyes i hate that prettyboy i want him dead

Mad asf bc I managed to dislocate my jaw and I didn’t do anything cool like get into a fight or suck dick I just slept weird :(

Look up “pretty boy” in the dictionary and it’s LITERALLY HIM

guys why is he so gender im gonna cry

The air smells like neglecting my sleep schedule and skipping class to reread my favorite books and quitting my job and writing until I can’t feel my fingers and telling my friends that I love them so much that it gives me heartburn and eating the same three meals because they taste so fucking good and cracking jokes that’ll make people uncomfortable and—

hey i want to call you a slur does it break any of your boundaries

Go ahead Pookie :)

i dont care if mondays rife,tuesday qednesday full of strife, thursday fuck my baka life, its friday im in sucks

daily affirmations

i am the unkillable faggot

i can exist in grocery stores

i have the shittiest music taste in any room

i have a gun

john wick holding shadow the hedgehog like mary holding baby jesus