I’ve made a habit of telling people how proud I am of them. Partners, friends, even my parents. Sometimes I worry that people will take it the wrong way for being too emotionally intimate, but what I’ve found is that it’s the one thing everybody really wishes they heard more often.

The good news is I have quit nicotine! The bad news is I've relapsed on literally everything else... you win some you lose some ig

motherfucker is normal. But momfucker …

I need out of this backwater hellscape

Anybody else randomly think of a person you used to be close with but haven't heard from in years, then instantly a chill runs down your spine as the scary pessimistic voice in your head whispers to you: "they died"? 😢

I miss my led lit fvckpad. It was so cozy.