even if I do, ایرانی بودنمو چیکار کنم.

I’ve been having a rough day for the past 5 years now.

me feeling bad for making someone feel bad after they made me feel bad.

“are you locked in?”
ah hell nah, I’m tucked in.

I can’t wait till I get past whatever the fuck this stage life is called.

“self care” but it’s just me having no human interactions for two days.

so you mean we’re stuck in this shitty world for all eternity?

reading your favorite book, every line makes me wonder what you were thinking reading it.

I bite things I like.

if I say goodnight and an hour later you see me online it’s not that I lied, it’s that I failed.

there’s things I wanna say to you
but I’ll just let you live

if you believe me after saying “idc” you obviously don’t know me cause all I fucking do is care.

the older I get, the more I understand why cats just walk away mid conversation.

all I actually care about right now is money and protein.

my powers are back! (I have a new obsession)

sometimes the only way to be seen is to leave.

“the irony of finding things once you stop looking for them.”

never in life have I met a shade of blue I didn’t love.

if only I could afford my taste.

idk if I need a new tattoo or piercing or hair color or the will to live.