Help There Is Too Much Enrichment In My Enclosure

Happy to be Here // Julien Baker

me, seeing two people in love: oh god i want that so bad

also me, beating myself with a broom: WE! DON’T! HAVE! EMOTIONS! IN! THIS! HOUSE! YOU! DUMB! BASTARD!

yesterday (and the day before) i was awake for 32 hours straight non-voluntarily i don’t think i have a circadian rhythm anymore

Me lately

also free movies

every lesbian i know loves pirates what’s with that

tonight’s mood is laying on the floor with Georgia by Phoebe Bridgers on repeate

The epitome of bullshit? The fact that I (neither legally, but most importantly physically) cannot leap from rooftop to rooftop

i need to say something that maybe not everyone here will understand but: 9pm is the shortest hour

love being trusted with “you cant tell anyone this” conversations and nodding a lot and forgetting everything they told me like god intended and going down as a trustworthy individual while doing literally zero work of ill or good

there are people you haven’t met yet who will love you

Nothing, I repeat nOTHING could ever replicate both the absolute chaos and unity created by Kahoot. But the question is, which kid are you?: The kid panicking over wifi signal? The kid going “bUT I CLICKED THE OTHER ONE”? The kid sighing in defeat? The kid screaming in pain? The kid shouting in joy? The kid who’s like “was I toooo fast? no. kashoot yourself bitch”? The kid who’s lost their soul to Kahoot? Every single one. You are and have been every single last one of these and if you say that you aren’t, you’re a fucking liar.