what do i do

“y’know you can come over whenever”

me: asks to come over whenever

“oh sorry i can’t, busy”

hobbies include getting called ma’am at grocery stores 💃

signing my letters to my lover with “time after time” because one of my favorite memories with him is being out and dancing together to a remix of time after time, just making out in front of everyone. 🤧

(n*ts)
(puts on Do Not Disturb)

googling how to tell if my frontal cortex is developed like i’m googling when the prime of my life is supposed to be, only to find out that i missed it

on a neverending quest to prove myself to people that probably aren’t even paying attention lol

drafting myself into the war on open relationships, on the side of open relationships because fuck off. there are so many other, cooler things for me to threaten suicide over than my own lack of socio-sexual capital

purity-shaming myself for having a body count of less than 20 since my first time bottoming in 2016. still convincing myself that i HAVE to settle for what i can get

i’m a writer. i don’t expect anyone to agree with me, and i’m nonverbal 95% of the time, but boy do i love making words appear

two pages, single spaced, size 11 font. i was never good at writing essays in school, but apparently i can write novels if i’m passionate enough about something

crashing the notes app server with paragraphs but one thing about me if i ever get married is that i will absolutely write the fuck out of my vows

how do i tell people that i’m fun to touch (consensually) without sounding cocky

the wellbutrin sweats are shakes are back. blasting the air conditioning while i starfish across my bed wearing just my lady gaga diy crop top

it might be less of a question of “good enough” than we think

consuming hopeful content about relationship advice as if it’s magically gonna bring him to me, finally

hard to be faithful to a god that my parents used to pray to for me to be str8. and maybe they still do, because why else do i feel fucking cursed

hope. (feat. Alex Mac) Apple's voice synthesis software reads some Emily Dickinson poetry over Garage Band beats.

posted 10 years ago today! happy 10 years of hope! 🥳 on.soundcloud.com/TXn0UFn4dOft...

reading plot summaries on wikipedia while listening to romantic-era piano music because i won’t get the first two books in until later this week. can’t remember the last time i was this enthralled by a series

i mention my budget spreadsheet once and of course someone mentions 🤖 software making one for them. what goes into a budget spreadsheet that i’m missing? what can 🤖 do that i, an auDHDist, can’t??

spongebob squarepants is standing in a kitchen with a life preserver on the wall behind him ALT: spongebob squarepants is standing in a kitchen with a life preserver on the wall behind him

that was a bigger vape cloud than i was expecting

how about i make it clap 👏

i’m about 10 minutes into episode 2 and i’m already like, of course it doesn’t look good for shane. bottoms famously want too much out of tops. and that’s coming from me, a bottom

need someone to queen out with over heated rivalry. or at least someone like an ayahuasca guide or whatever they’re called

the spa and laundry area, aka the spaundry,

can i say where i ordered from?? it’s an adult website that might not technically be able to ship to alaska. i guess we’ll see!

i’m usually contrarian as fuck because i don’t like when people are right and hold it over my head. but mindfulness and being present have helped immensely with whatever i was going through the last few months

forgetting what i ordered. now there’s a feeling i haven’t felt in a while

discovery plus is almost exclusively for trixie motel, i can tell you that much. shudder, for dragula. hbo max for heated rivalry. hulu probably won’t be used for much more than the golden girls