I can't help it everytime I'm writing in my journal I have to restrain myself from impersonating kafka. in my mind he invented journaling.

"winning the idgaf war" "im so nonchalant" "i just chill"

you are the reason a caring person cries btw. kys please and thank you.

making people study for 20 years and then not giving them a job

        

told one of my lazy and ignorant classmates to quit learning german if it's so hard for her so she could stop complaining about every single grammar and getting on my goddamn nerves. IT WAS SO SATISFYING. *giggle*

does your brain ever get hyperfixated on a specific moment of real life? like this one moment like 5 seconds or something that you saw irl and your brain just keeps thinking about that 5 second scene.

Alphabet song on a funeral

everyone so scared to be perceived as cringe but that couldn't be me. i don't care and simply never cared. like whatever happened to whimsicallity? whatever happened to fun? what happened to that. I'll do whatever I enjoy and appear cringe while you're just being miserable.

Me saw now you gonna see what i saw

it's insane seeing someone out with no bag like where the fuck is your inventory boy ???

whenever one of my cousins is the topic of the monthly family gossip I always think about how none of them can beat my news.

Mom:fuck you, my child is completely fine

your child romanticises the idea of running far away and completely changing their personality, looks & soul as a way of coping with having no control over their life & being generally dissatisfied with who they have become.

not to be that bitch but contemporary romance books are just so boring. like it's just so...meh.

Just as the universe contains within it all the elements necessary for its existence,so do I, in all my small, insignificant, possibly-wearing-mismatched-socks-right-now glory, contain a reflection of the entire world within my consciousness. (Touch starved T-T)

Im a sentient ai

Hmmm, 1/15

when the slow-burn is burning so slowly that you feel like you're the one set on fire.

history is just gossip from old times and i love it.

I just want to say from the bottom of my heart I didn’t sign up for this shit

I was today years old when I found out there’s a persian movie adaptation of dosteovsky’s white nights named bright nights