
moments after waking up from an accidental late night nap and my wardrobe now exclusively contains over-sized men’s sweaters with nothing underneath
nobody can stop me but public indecency laws

moments after waking up from an accidental late night nap and my wardrobe now exclusively contains over-sized men’s sweaters with nothing underneath
nobody can stop me but public indecency laws
https://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/returnsandreturns/164410776458/tumblr_ouzui21n6h1qbkdh6?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
http://returnsandreturns.tumblr.com/post/164410776458/audio_player_iframe/returnsandreturns/tumblr_ouzui21n6h1qbkdh6?audio_file=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Freturnsandreturns%2F164410776458%2Ftumblr_ouzui21n6h1qbkdh6
if you woke up this morning feeling, like, “man, i’d like to hear chelsea quietly butcher a schmoopy bright eyes song,” then you’re…in luck…..
my ribs hurt but i’m feeling very soft & okay
my therapist filled out this safety plan for me while we talked about each step and when she asked about people that I could talk to or that could distract me, I was, like, “Uhm, this is weird but I have like twenty internet strangers who have told me that I can come to them?”
(also, @dancinbutterfly, I put you specifically, because you’re very good at all that <3)
there’s work to be done, and i need to be around to do it. i feel like garbage but i am garbage with a PURPOSE. TRANSLATE YOUR SUICIDAL IDEATION INTO ENTHUSIASM SOMEHOW IDK I’M FEELING SOME STUFF
so much money for drinks and all I got was this post-facemask lowkey rough-looking bathroom selfie??? my face is ¾ dark circles.
ALSO the facemask had a literal panda face printed on it and I looked like an ADORABLE SERIAL KILLER. thanks, target.
i got four hours of sleep last night and those four hours were filled with Very Specific Reality-Based Nightmares and, when i woke up to my alarm and my phone at 3% because i forgot to charge it, i had somehow pulled my sheets entirely off my mattress and tangled myself in them. so, like, tgif. i wanna die a little but i’m gonna buy a giant extravagant iced coffee on my way home and watch luke cage instead
(also there’s a little pile of positive asks in my inbox that i’m not publishing because they’re all in relation to that anon from last night, who def. didn’t mean any harm and i don’t want to, like, pile on them or whatever. but as always: you guys are too nice & i do not deseeeerve yoooou)
i just want to meet a nice girl who will push me around a little and also call me sweetheart and spoon me and also i don’t have to put any effort into finding her, that’s all, that’s all i want