Today I Was Sitting In One Of The Stalls In The School Bathroom And This Girl Got In The Stall Next To

IF I SEE ANOTHER BOX OF CANNED PEACHES,,,,

Silly little poster practice :)!

Og art under

I cried on my birthday again.

It was expected. It's been a few years since I've last had a happy, tearless birthday.

I've had happy birthday parties, get togethers with wonderful and hilarious gifts I will always be thankful for. But in the end, I always go to bed, and cry on my birthday.

I don't dislike getting older. There has always been this thrill, what will happen next? Is this the year everything changes? This time, will I truly become something else?

But the thrill tones down. Another month turns into another year, and you forget what it felt like to be seventeen. There's this odd comfort to it. Maybe, this year, nothing will change, and I will stay the person I am, and that doesn't feel so bad.

Sometimes though, it turns into fear. The older I get, the more likely I am to lose the things that matter. I am terrified, so I cry, and hide in the arms of my mother because then I am her child, and it's okay to feel lost again, it's okay to feel the size of the world around me.

Age is a thing so big, while I still feel so small. So unprepared, and a little unsure of where to go next.

So maybe, just in my head, I'll stay eighteen for a while longer. Maybe if I'm not ready, and I don't feel like today is the right day to get older, and I still can't quite let go of that scared, fragile part of me that still has so many things to learn about living as an adult, maybe it's okay. Maybe I'll just keep crying on my birthday.

And maybe one day, I'll have it just a little more figured out.

I had this very weird period last summer during which I went on walk around the village I used to live in while listening to music. That in itself isn't weird, but I did that while listening to Little Nightmares 1 & 2 music. And it was so weird because I was so very relaxed, too- like, you'd think that taking a walk in a near-empty village while listening to horror game music would be uncomfortable, right? But no. I was just. Relaxed. With my earbuds. Slowly walking down the streets. Seeing slugs and other grass animals and bugs on the side of the road. Would recommend. Has its eerie moments (like the one time I found a dead bird- the music definitely enhances the experience lmao) but overall has to be the habit I was the saddest to lose after moving away for uni.

I love uni because you can just sit there being extremely focused in class and suddenly someone walks in casually and just sits there silently half an hour after the beginning of the class and like. The professor just ignores them. Literally no one cares.

And look I know it's a typical college thing but after highschool it's just very different. Like in highschool teachers kick your ass and send you to the office. Here they just royally ignore you. I love it.

I FINISHED FLOWERS OF BUFFOONERY!!!!! I HAD SO MUCH FUN!!!! i laughed so much man it was great!!!!!!!!!!! the little narrator comments were amazing!!!! the book is a mess but you still like reading it!!!!!!

came surprisingly close to the way i write things which was like. an out of body experience for sure lmao. but uh. yeah no I loved it it made no sense READ IT!!! ITS LIKE 100 PAGES OF CHAOS!!!!!!!!!!!

HELLLP the eclipse thingy brought warrior cats back to my twt feed because there's an eclipse coded cat in there MY CHILDHOOD

I love how it only took me like a month to get used to city life (I come from a very very small town) like a month ago I would be scared to talk to anyone ever and yesterday I was walking home at like 10PM in the dark and some guy came to me like hey want some drugs and I genuinely just went nah man sorry I don't smoke cheers and kept walking

September me would have pissed themselves lmao

OH MY GOD HOW TEACH ME ITS SO PRETTY IM NEVER WRITING IN BLACK AND WHITE AGAIN

SHAPES AND COLORSSSS

WHAT

THERE ARE

DIFFERENT SIZES????

AND FONTS ??????????

WHZVHZHRHZ HOW

SMALL GREY LINE BELOVED

i love this place so much I'm gonna spend the rest of my life here

the veez bird brainrot has consumed me

help