last night like 4am I still couldn’t sleep so I wrote a song while tired as death. will probably take this down tomorrow when better judgement sets in.
Tumblr users who spent the past 2 years reblogging lame text posts about cannibalism with urls like ‘goreflesh’: Yeah rap is just too violent for me :/
literally feels like a myth that there are people who don't struggle with basic tasks like getting out of bed or going to the shops or seeing a friend for coffee. how does everything not feel like a painstaking chore for them. how do they have the physical and emotional energy every single day
About 6 years ago, a friend suddenly lost her mom. I left work to track her down since she’d driven off and was in a parking lot falling apart. Found her and in the process of comforting her, drew her a little thing because her mom loved Winnie the Pooh and dragonflies.
Like a year later, she texted me this photo.
It’s crazy to me that’s out there now. That’s my handwriting.
"i didn't like it" and "I think it wasn't well written" are different. i can personally dislike things that are not bad and i am being so brave about it