I Just Wish It Was Easier. Like. In General

youre doing great op hang in there

I saw somebody be wrong on the internet and I didn’t respond (don’t want to get involved) and I’m being SO brave about it

in the year of our lord 2024

my roommate will always apologize when their side of the room is messy and theyll never believe me when i say i dont mind but its so human? and theyre so beautiful? and who cares about a little mess when someone so lovely is in my life? and people just living and being human is so good and underappreciated?

your friends think about you, y'know? they smile and think about goofy shit you've said. they pray for you. they smell your perfume in a shop and think of you fondly. they tell anecdotes involving you to strangers and friends. they remember the way you hug or bite or high five and want to repeat it with you. they love you. i promise.

(very unreasonable) times i decided to go exploring

it was 30°F and i decided to climb the silo at my grandparents' farm without gloves (its about 60ft tall) (just exposed rungs running up the outside of it) (it was freezing) (the bottom is surrounded by concrete) (i climbed all the way to the top) (did not tell anyone i was going)

later that year, in the summer, i wanted to go find deer bones where the hunters toss their leftovers in the woods so i went in flip flops and an oversized hoodie (walked about half a mile to get there) (carried the bones back tied together in a random piece of cloth) (had the time to grab the cloth but not actual shoes) (did not tell anyone i was going)

wanted to climb a tree. went out to the woods via rolling under the electric cow fence and climbed as high as the branches could hold me, read a book (was there for around three hours) (the cows looked confused) (did not tell anyone i was going)

was starved for outside time after moving to uni, found some trails going through the woods (went wandering around on them after dark because i didnt want to miss the sun set) (had no idea how far the trails went) (it was almost pitch black when i got back) (did not tell anyone i was going)

on that same note, if i couldnt sleep id wander around campus with my headphones on at 3am (my roommate says im not supposed to do this anymore) (because i didnt tell anyone i was going)

tonight i wanted to poke through some trails i havent been on and a park off campus so i did (i had all day after class) (decided to go after sunset) (right before a thunderstorm) (as usual, did not tell anyone i was going)

if you cant respect the most innocent form of trust i dont like you

If you break pinkie promises you’re a weirdo and I hate you

reblog if you have a constant need for attention!

(please reblog I need the attention)

dear professor i cant seem to lock in. its so over

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

im staring at a blank google doc and its staring back this feels threatening