I Think If I Gaslight Myself Into Deceiving Myself That My Husband Is Actually My Real Husband All My

LUV YA TOOO/P ♡( ˘ ³˘(◡‿◡˶)

Yume ily brah /p

I like to sleep because I can dream, or at least I can pretend to dream.

And in my dreams there are things that I can call mine, things that exist especially and only for me.

Not like in the depressing reality where everything is ephemeral and nothing really needs me and therefore nothing can truly be mine either.

Photo with the phone's raw camera and me not wearing much makeup came out so good wtf (I literally just added hachiware to censor uniform and cover up the mess in the room)

I feel so damn dumb when someone solves a Rubik's cube in front of me lmfaoosjdjd

Sometimes I'm so stupid that I think:

"Hmm, maybe if I really am myself, I can start getting people to like me."

And then I remember how cynical and boring I am and that my head should explode just for thinking something so silly.

I want to thrift a monitor and cute things

(↑ has no money to spend)

"Sorry, my finger is already taken"

"You have another 19 free"

THAT WAS WILD BRO, keep going.

Fight my anemic child look

Next time I wear cute clothes I think it would be pretty funny to take a picture of myself kneeling in front of my husband's poster just because haha funny.