waiting patiently for my husband to return from war (come bring me toast as a midnight snack bc I'm cozy in bed and forgot to grab food earlier)

feeling the itch of wanting to go on the london underground just to feel something

all i want for christmas is an early notice of sshrc funding and/or grad school acceptance letters

weening myself off Twitter has been extremely hard but we are gonna try to be more present here (once I figure out how to set up post notifications)

if this app would give me a profile picture please that'd be sick