i want to be a renaissances woman
im really about that life and that life being an anxious freak
nonsense? you mean my perfectly curated thoughts
so much chaos in the world but right here. right now. there’s only joy (mindlessly scrolling online )
the pope probably up in heaven playing undertale
just paid 11 dollars for eggs. if god is real and comes down. you will all pay for this.
am i a girl blogger now ?
every time i have an idea i write it down on tumblr like its my note app. next post is about to be my grocery shopping list
sorry i’m too busy talking into the void
*posting on tumblr*
my humor peaked when i was like 13 and ill never get it back
in order for world peace god chose to make me beautiful with a great rack but also with terrible and crippling anxiety to balance it all
*putting my presence in situations where it’s clearly not wanted*
these fingers are not cutting it out for me
*cuts off my whole hand*
saw a cute frog. proposed. he said no. anyway i live in the woods now