Me: If You Let The Dogs Go In Without Their Leashes, They're Gonna Run Away

uuuuh saw the movie, here's some obligatory *muah muah stab stab* fanart❤️🔥💛

me, learning how to do subscript in html for a fanfic: *hacker voice* i'm in

i temporarily forgot that being a historian was one of the things i decided might want to go to college for and fantasized for a full hour on what it might be like to be a historian

update: i had a panic attack in the costco parking lot while wicked played in the background :)

24 hours of insomnia brought to you by my latest manic episode (feat. anxiety, procrastination, and 3 shots of espresso)

if the government didn't manufacture himbos for the weird kids in middle-high school, there would be chaos in the streets. ths government created himbos to keep the goths in check

just applied to my first actual job ever and a bitch is STRESSING. like- realistically i know that hey won't respond right away and might not respond at all because i literally have no resume, but another part of me is losing its shit. i really want to have a job at this point but at the same time i'm terrified because that means i'm an actual adult and work a literal 9-5. spooky

my body found out it could do manic episodes and wants so bady to do another but i have shit to do so if it could wait like two months thatd be great

i waste my best material on here

i get why goats are like that tbh if me and my friends had horns i'd be like yeah we should smash our heads together about it

somebody slap me if i procrastinate my plan tomorrow its literally so i can catch up in one class within the week dear god if i don't follow through with this plan i'm dropping out