my sister is eating an ice cream cone
i literally mean like the cone with nothing in it
my anxiety gets so bad in the evenings
written for those who have suffered a panic attack. or generally, just for the suffering.
once when i was younger i made up a really good tune and wanted to write it down so i wrote down “laaa laa la laa la” in my notebook thinking i was going to be the next mozart
the elegance of the hedgehog, by muriel barbery [my thoughts]
a lot of “supposed” friends fucking suck
THERE IS A SLOTH ON MY BLOG I AM DYING
I EDITED IT OMG GO AND CLICK THE SLOTH
im so done with so many lil bitches in my school right now
it pisses me off so fucking much when people say the piano and the keyboard are the same thing like yes they’re similar but THEY ARE NOT THE FUCKING SAME THING
is this the krusty krab
i don’t say this often enough so - i love my followers for being there for me, for listening to me, basically for dealing with me. so thank you.
if you’re reading this, i love you so much.
i overheard my sister doing her math homework and she goes ‘solve with the quadratic formula? aint nobody got time for that’
i’m so bad at saying what i really think. it’s like the language of my thoughts is never put correctly into words, and so much is lost in translation.
started from the bottom now we still there
when people change their URLs 
