Like this if you too are eating your emotions in the form of the whole box of mac and cheese straight out of the pot because you can’t handle daily onslaught of sourceless guilt, anxiety, and sadness

Life is Strange is a video game now

The Boy got me started on this video game called “Life Is Strange” and it’s good for learning, like I’ve almost got the commands down and it’s slow paced enough for my dexterity to keep up. But like. Fuck. From the title down, it’s way too much of a throw back. Art nerds in an Oregon high school. Familiar characters with uncanny faces. Familiar shit storms. Nothing’s changed. It’s a drama sandwich with a side garnish of “way too familiar”

Dunno. I’ve just been low key messed up all this week and I’m wondering if the universe is just giving me the finger and this throwback is just my life now.

Brb crying into my Italian homework

On the plus side, I’ve been able to work out for a few days in a row- and I even managed to run a circuit of our parking lot! Also, lifting our Christmas tree over my head made me feel very manly.

Some things I don’t talk about because while they seem significant to me, they’re really the oldest stories of all time and honestly I’m sure the universe is as tired of them as I am

I HAVE GOTTEN FOUR SPAM MESSAGES TODAY. that is more than the regular messages I get in a month. FOUR SPAM. TODAY. SPAM. UNHAPPY. I AM UNHAPPY.

I don’t know how to finish this poem

I was actually having a nice time, but then people

Let’s suffice to say that I need a smoke

Fuck

Me: *Skips class because anxiety*
Me: *Has anxiety about skipping class*