who up updating their resumé in despair
god willing i get to begin again
dead wife core
i'm a fake optimist. i have not looked up at the sky with love in a long while
papers papers papers
i'm so jealous. everyone is a person and i'm not
i see you in everything
perishing (scorching summer is here)
sometimes a mediocre pizza will be the relief to an indescribable crisis
finished charging
born to chill forced to tweak
new year's resolutions are arbitrary. just try everyday
all i want for christmas is to be understood
quuuuuubeley
nostalgia wants to scam me so bad
locked in (writing fanfic to my heart's content)
i used to pray for times like this
even dogs are better than men
necessary evil implies the existence of needless saint
ironic
out of office: i will return to my body soon
i don't want money. i just want to not think about money.
pagod to the bone