next week being christmas feels fake but okay
2020 pls be easier on me. am tired.
sincerely, tired.
To the spiders in the ceiling corners: you’re keeping your end of the contract, love u honeys catch those tasty flies
To the spiders halfway down the wall and touchin my furniture: you’re on thin fucking ice babes
Anyways I wanna be in love with someone who is equally as in love with me and I don’t want it to just be love I want us to be best friends and to adore and respect each other and to fit together like puzzle pieces and tbh I have faith I’ll find that
Why can’t I stop watching this
I swear to god I’ve watched this like fifty times and I can’t stop laughing
He l p m e
I forgot I reblogged this to my main and I’m dYING
Today at therapy was really hard. I was sitting here crying, and generally being miserable, when I felt a nudge at my knee. I looked down to see that Zeus, my service dog, was doing his job… and brought me a potato.
it is very hard to cry with a gift of potato.
Remember this? I’m having a rough time right now. Zeus has a solution.
That would be an empty pill bottle, the *correct* pill bottle, a bottle of embossing powder, and two, TWO potatoes.
You’re worth at least 2 potato to him and that’s pretty special imo.
I would just like to remind you all that *I don’t own any potatoes* and I have no clue where he’s getting them from.