favourite pumpkin of this year, altho sad they didnt have as many fun scary movie ones as they did last year (at Roger Williams Pumpkin Spectacular)
Imagine that one day the whole world would look like this.
THE LAST OF US
Fallout in real life
i could probably fit into it circa 2012 when i weighed 15lbs less than now and was on a strict diet of birdseed, alcohol, and self esteem issues
i have this knockoff aa dress that i thought was legit when i ordered it off ebay but apparently NOT and it doesnt fit so i let it sit in my closet and rot and be a playful reminder to somehow lose weight from my ribcage which is seemingly an impossible task
in my odd attempt to maintain my tumblr followers ive found myself holding back from posting my thoughts in little bitesize portions like this which is stupid and unfollow me i actually am bored of this url and want to change it to avoid this stress of upholding some type of anorexia aesthetic when did i become such a people pleaser; oh wait i would like to thank the year 2008 for that and i havent looked back (except i actually do, frequently)
i’m reading me talk pretty one day by david sedaris (not currently right this second as i am livestreaming my thoughts while smoking a cig i dont have the actual brainpower for all three acts) and its interesting bc the chapter with the 12 things about art school makes me feel better about my young adult psychotic meltdown but yet i am not on drugs so whos to blame here? obama? rhode island? bueller?
i keep dreaming about having a baby ive done it three times this week but when it comes down to it i actually spend most of my dream trying to figure out how to apply for welfare and why i didnt start this process until after the baby was already here
for real tho im feeling chatty and i need to set up my desktop today i only have three hours until im getting picked up i gotta make these three hours count but probably i will shower and paint my nails
growing my hair out is a pain i nearly said growing my pain out is a pain is this existential or is it i just woke up
i want to spend a day revamping my tumblr like the entire day going back to like 2010 when i started it and delete most of my posts and properly tag them and when i die i want “this girl did nothing but for one entire day she organised her tumblr and thats how she wished to be remembered”