googles how to stop performing autopsies on every single conversation I’ve ever had
eat you alive
I can’t stop. I’ll start thinking “was it rude of me to do that/was it weird of me to say that/was it invasive of me to ask that/was it embarrassing of me to do that?” it’s almost like I think all my thoughts and actions are annoying, embarrassing, too loud, too much and everyone’s tired of me
i am writing all the time except just like
inside of me and not outside
we all have our “comfort movies” or “comfort shows” but what about comfort seasons. i am emotionally attached to season 1 of supernatural .
today on “weirdly specific but extremely relatable goodwill finds”
man I miss being 14 when I was willing and able to write whatever stupid indulgent bullshit I wanted and feel like I was absolutely killing it
