Me: Sleep?

This is so Sanders Sides core, fr fr

As far as I can tell there are a few different types of dog, independent of sex or breeds but occasionally correlated - including among others -

eccentric roommate (lives here. does stuff. when you're lucky you know what it is before they do it.)

dubious peasant (generally agreeable but on the verge of plotting revolt if not handled appropriately and regularly)

adorable ward (is Baby, makes up for immaturity with cute looks)

sworn knight (serve you till the end of your days. plz give task. take on quest. affirm is good dog)

confused auntie (wants you to make good life choices, mostly just sits on chairs and judges you)

No Thoughts Just Vibes (average golden retriever in my experience and also borzoi)

Found some whimsy at the thrift store!!

I found an empty vintage 1970's Purple Avon bottle for $2 and a vintage sun candle sconce for just under $7! I'm ecstatic

I'm hungry, but nothing is appealing so I don't wanna

I take everything showers when I can't sleep at night

I could be in there for hours, and still not feel right

And so I'll cry myself to sleep, or stay up to see the sun

Cause no matter how I scrub the dirt, it's like I've gotten off none

I'm a mess, my life's a mess, why can't I wash it away?

If I never feel clean, then there must be a better way

This is what knowing your burning out before you've fully burnt out feels like

Katherine May, from Wintering: How I learned to Flourish when Life became Frozen 

At the start of class earlier, my professor gave a whole ass monologue about the assignment I didn't do and how we need to do our work. I was so sure this was about me, because of course everything is about me, but, apparently in a class of 20+ students, only one did that darn analysis

It's a fucking glorious day

After class I went to the dollar store and there was dozens and dozens of Monster Ultra Rosa. I usually can't find it anywhere, so I've only sipped that sweet nectar once. I'm glad I get to try it again before it's discontinued

Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940