Polkadot

I didn't bite off more than I could chew. That implies that, even though they couldn't chew it, my jaws had the power to take (and ultimately took) a piece that was a little too big. No, I took a knife, cut a piece that was the size of my head, stuffed it in my mouth and now I'm asphyxiating.

Well I don't have one cuz I can't take care of a fcking cactus, a living thing that doesn't require much care in the first place...it was a test I suppose to make me drop the subject

Where does one even get a car I need me one too

Need a weird cat for my weird girlhood. But mom says no 😭

Not my cat But still

My emotional support system? It's a four-legged, rectangular cloud of pure, unadulterated comfort. We call it "Bed." Bed is always there for me, never judges my questionable life choices, and has mastered the art of silent, supportive snuggles. Plus, it never asks me to share my snacks. Bed doesn't care that I haven't showered in three days or that I'm currently wearing mismatched socks and a shirt with questionable stains. It just accepts me, flaws and all, offering a safe haven from the horrors of the outside world. Therapy is expensive, but Bed is free (after the initial investment, of course) and comes with the added bonus of built-in nap capabilities. So, yeah, you could say I'm in a pretty serious relationship with my bed. We're practically inseparable. I might even propose soon. To be honest, it's probably the most stable relationship I've ever had.

If you ever find me being manipulated to buy a book that I already have, but with much prettier covers, I'm where I'm meant to be act like you don't see me or smth

Any sentimental freak? Anyone who feels everything but can't reflect it outside?

pathological denial?

Get a grip goddammit!!! *slips*

My desk is a reflection of my mind; vibrant, chaotic, and full of hidden treasures (and forgotten deadlines). Hello mondayyyyyy!!!

Is it just me, or are you all judging me from behind a cloud of passive-aggressive glitter? I can practically hear the tiny, judgmental voices whispering, "That pun was terrible," or "Did she really just use that cliché?" I bet you've all got a secret scorecard, ranking my attempts at humor on a scale of "cringe-worthy" to "mildly amusing." I'm pretty sure my score is currently hovering somewhere near "Room temperature existential dread." My self-esteem has taken a nosedive faster than a greased piglet at a county fair. Honestly, you're all like a Greek chorus of sass, but instead of singing, you're just… side-eyeing my existence. Do you at least have snacks in that judgmental cloud of yours?

It rained. I'm pretty sure it's going to be beautiful dayyyyyy

i am both the burning house and the one running out of it

-ትምህርት እንዴት ነው? -ቆንጆ ነው -አንቺ እንዴት ነሽ ? -ቆንጆ ነኝ -እእ? -እእ?

"Remember that I am thy creature; I ought to be thy Adam; but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no crime. Everywhere I see bliss, from which I alone am irrevocably excluded. I was benevolent and good -- misery made me a fiend. Make me Happy, and I shall again be virtuous." -Frankenstein( must reads📚)

Pwety