You Ever Get So Upset You Almost Throw Up?

spent a week offline and write poetry, the real question is do I share that madness under the guise of “girlblogging”

Hey you, friendly reminder that using spoons on a hobby or something that brings you joy is just as important as doing those chores your brain is beating you up over. I double dip pinky promise.

I love when symptoms act up randomly, like why is my hip hurting randomly you haven't done any hard work in two days..

“The way people treat you is a statement of who they are as a human being. It’s not a statement about you.”

— Unknown

enemies to lovers but with myself

I hate when I'm told not to be bitter, not to be angry, like that's not what kept me alive for so long. The bitterness of having to push through to prove people wrong, to use my existence as a giant "fuck you", you want me to be soft? fuck you.

MY MOM JUST COMPARED DIGITAL ART TO AI SAYING,"you think Van Gogh would agree with digital art?" YEAH CUZ IM NOT COMMITING ART FRAUD AND PLAGURISM????

Remembering how I lost my virginity to Chase Atlantic but the mf was so bad I now despise the band.