i love how i’ve stopped using those filters that completely alter your face, the pointless whitening especially. they distort your sense of self. you begin to see your bare face as something lacking, something to be fixed, and that’s deeply unsettling. it was actually one of the things i was planning to fix this year and i'm glad i've been keeping up so well that i have used those filters a total of zero times this year.

FUCKING CRIED IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE CLASS WHILE DOING A MONOLOGUE.

I INDEED AM A WALKING-TALKING EMBARRASSMENT.

i love sitting in silence. i love saying nothing.

drugs

i hate waiting.

she loved my gifts

i need better dresses

having human needs and desires is so inconvenient.

helping mom out in the kitchen can either turn out to be therapeutic or a complete fucking disaster. today, thankfully, it was the former.

these new tg updates been pmo. it makes me wanna delete this app.

changed the bedsheet too yay