Guys what’s my essence? What’s my kibbe body type? My subtype? Am I cat pretty or deer pretty or bunny pretty? What’s my color season? Am I high contrast or low contrast? Do I have high or low visual weight? Am I prominent or soft? Which fruit am I shaped like? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?

they say beggars can’t be choosers but idk guys i sure do a whole lot of begging AND choosing. Life is pretty much only begging and choosing

the way I feel about dying is like I’m not afraid of it necessarily but I’m just super pissed off that so much is gonna happen after I’m gone. Like the fear isn’t really about my soul entering the abyss it’s actually FOMO for all of the wild shit that will eventually happen that I won’t get to read funny tweets about…. like I’m mad

I actually think January is in desperate need of a complete rebrand I just don’t think now is the time to be hitting the ground running or starting fresh or grinding it’s literally time to sleep and restore. It’s the darkest depths of winter, it’s the coldest month of the entire year. I think that trying hard in January goes against nature and I’m not just saying that because I don’t want to go to the gym I truly feel like we’re not respecting the seasons and turning our backs completely on the natural flow of things and it’s so BAD for your BODY and SOUL!! like it’s not a coincidence that seeing the snow melt and the buds appear on the trees every spring makes me want to live again like that’s how it’s supposed to feel and trying to force that feeling in January while everything around you is at peak levels of dead is so insane

It’s been 4 months and my cheeks still hurt from smiling this hard

Had to put my dog down at the beginning of the year and now we say goodbye to Mr Marbles. 2025 has been a big ol pain sandwich

One time like 10 years ago I said something that I know unintentionally hurt someone’s feelings pretty bad and I still think about it almost daily…. and I often think about apologizing for it but I don’t want to remind them if they forgot. and I also don’t want them to be frightened to know that I still think about it which in itself is very insane

Why does it feel like somewhere between mid-century and the early 2000s was the closet to The Future that we ever really got. Like we eventually reached a point where gadgets and innovations stopped improving quality of life and started degrading society to the point where it feels like we fully live in a post-future dystopia. Does anyone associate the Future with optimism and utopia anymore because all that comes to mind for me is like a $45.00 pack of Oreos

My life is pretty good guys unfortunately it has never been quite good enough to defeat The Sadness that’s lived right under the surface of my skin and in the deepest pit of my belly since the 6th grade. Will update if anything changes

being an adult with living grandparents is so special I hope if you have grandparents you ask them questions and tell them about your day because I want to do that so bad but mine are extremely DEAD!!!