let’s pour one out for all the janitors who clean and never get enough appreciation
why is this so fucking loud i didn’t want to get called out like this fuck
Sometimes you're just an introverted loser who sits alone in your room with a cup of tea and a book, has fantasies about morally grey fictional characters, is severely touch starved with a completely fucked up sleep schedule and slowly declining mental health.
i dislike you all. that was the worst sound ever to curse my ears. very…. moist
Reblog and put in the tags your 12 year old internet obsession
I didn't know bucket toothpaste was only a thing here!
exactly how are people supposed to end a conversation? i just ended a zoom call by saying “welp. looks like Death is calling on me again. gotta go my dudes. see y’all in hell” and ended the meeting with peace signs and finger guns but something tells me that was The Wrong Way.
does any one else have an addiction to creating picrews that look like you want yourself to look? mine has a ton of peircings and wears fucking flawless eyeliner which i can do more or less, but my picrew also binds and wears all masc clothes and tbh thats such a high standard to hold myself to?? this is ridiculous. i’d like to make a complaint to the dysphoric part of my brain for being a pain in my ass.
wonderful summary of my entire personality
My aesthetic: making blueberry muffins while listening to Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance