when my yapping battery is fully charged, but there's no one i can talk to

lets be a good year 2025, nothing more cries for an unworthy things

it’s like 2 AM, and here I am, wide awake, tossing and turning for absolutely no reason. i can’t stop thinking about how soon the holiday’s coming, and honestly, it’s making me more excited and it feels like the world’s just waiting for me to get everything perfect

it’s just supposed to be about family, food, and good vibes, right? but for some reason, my brain is like, “Are you ready for all the things? Are you prepared for all the events? What about the outfit? What about the food?” lol

and don’t even get me started on all the little things—like the endless to-do lists in my head. what if I forget something? what if the plans change last minute? like, why am I stressing over this? it’s supposed to be a time for a fun week to spend

HTGAWM had me screaming at my screen every five minutes. The drama, the twists, the pure chaos—I was NOT ready. I feel like I need a law degree now

i hate how i always remember things i wanted to forget when everything gets quiet. like why does silence always come with echoes????

internal screaming.mp3