First Day Of Getting 4 Hours Of Sleep Doing Last-minute Shit: Hey, This Isnt So Bad! I Slept Well Last

first day of getting 4 hours of sleep doing last-minute shit: hey, this isn’t so bad! i slept well last night, maybe i could do this more often... let’s spend the entire day moving and interacting!

second day: i am dead on my feet... i will never recover from this. don’t talk to me or my eye bags ever again.

" if you touch that clock, so help me god, i will break your entire ribcage. "

" ... actually i broke most if not all of my ribcage when i was a kid and- "

" then i will break what is under it. "

it’s actually very easy to live a life free of social media if you don’t consider tumblr a form of social media. which i don’t. #freedom #technologicallyfree #offline #amish

crash

i just spent a solid two minutes sniffing a candle with a cardboard cover over it, only to find that it was a pot of dirt.

the ‘scent’ on the top was just the plant name.

i disappoint myself.

me to me: who’s the most disappointed being??? 💕

me, looking away from the night sky past the large window i was looking out of, having just finished a book worn with time i found in the archive, remaining seated on the windowsill but shifting to display my curious, wide-eyed gaze: ...

me: you are!!! you are!