dude fuck! i hate myself!

I hope little me would think that big me is pretty and kind

ive had two olipops in my fridge for like weeks now that i haven’t let myself drink because they r scaring me… i think i may indulge after therapy tmrw…

desire being the root of all suffering

at work in the tame impala queue. writing h0llanov. playing with my silly maps on qgis. maybe the office life is for me.

you’re in her dms i’m in her ao3 bookmarks

my therapist admitted to me yesterday that she did think my mood had been declining over the last few sessions. sooo validating that someone else noticed but also terrifying because i cannot go through a depressive episode right now.

ive made peace with my loose skin but my bellybutton lowk makes me insecure. i may get it pierced when im thinner?

sometimes my septum makes me feel like a fat fucking chud and othertimes it makes me feel so skinny what's the science behind that

i hope im not just a loser anorexic freak lesbian to y'all but also an oomf

when the cal estimate tweet makes it to normaltwt and they start telling me to just “enjoy it”