i’m so so so grateful for the times when i’m included, like when someone saves me a seat, invites me even if i can’t go, or asks me to join a group photo. these simple gestures mean a lot to me. it’s the little things that matter most. they don’t cost anything but mean everything

thank god for headphones and day dreaming

social anxiety so bad i wonder if i’m welcome at places i was invited to

brain eating bacteria would starve inside of y’all heads

i really love making people uncomfortable when they realize i can be soft and sweet and still hold an unshakable boundary. sorry if you thought softness meant submission. it doesn’t

someone called me strict today, and that means a lot to me because i’m a recovering people pleaser

please be nice to me i’m in my twenties do you know what that does to a person

normalize having a threatening aura but really just being a sweetheart

“men suffer in silence” clearly not silent enough

being sensitive is so embarrassing like how am i supposed to tell you that i am upset because your “vibes” are slightly off and it made me feel like that you hate me

gym girl era ✨💖

i survived the transformation (didn’t cry on my birthday)

what? oh sweetheart no, you’re not weirding me out at all. you’re weirding me in. keep talking, freak

i hope when i choose not to allow apps to send me notifications it hurts them

not naming names but some of you are genuinely really good people and i hope that you get everything your heart wants and needs

behind every massive crash out is the realization that you just got your period

i think i’m okay but then something bad happens and it’s like wow i will never stop being 13 years old and lonely

do job interviewers know we’re all going to die one day

this wouldn’t happen to me if i were a huge dragon

feels like i’ve lived so many lives and i’m still in my 20s