Sometimes, it snows in April

You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where I raised myself

Wind is ruining my life.

Sometimes it snows in May.

Almost double tapped a great sentence in a book.

imagine surviving an october libra

Falling asleep is getting weird.

I’m reading a Stephen King book to escape the horror.

Tornadoes are the most relaxing things in the news.

everything is killing us

August melancholy.

Might have to start watching SNL again.

Dogs sitting at a desk, complaining, "I don't want to do this," and then quietly fading out of existence, adding, "I don't want to do anything at all."

woke up to demons dancing in the thunderstorm outside my window

I feel summer breaking up with me.

I thought growing old would take longer

imagine not sighing when you think about your life

I have mixed feelings about October.

it’s pitch dark at 5:15 i hope you’re fucking happy

aw baby, we failed the test