Sometimes I Forget That I Have One (1) Friend That KNOWS Who I Am And Can See All My Posts On Tumblr.

sometimes i forget that i have one (1) friend that KNOWS who i am and can see all my posts on tumblr. they’re keeping me in check so i don’t go batshit crazy.

one of my friends got in a wreck (not caused by her dw) and she’s okay but she took a BeReal of it and that’s the funniest thing to me. Call it girlhood, being Gen Z, whatever it is it’s great.

It was truly time to ‘be real’ and her car was quite literally smushed.

you wanna know what’s weird?

nothing. because literally everything and everyone is weird and normalcy is a standard that doesn’t exist but some try to attain anyway because they feel the need to be viewed pleasantly by society. society doesn’t wanna recognize that there is no such thing as normal because everyone wants to present well and being weird is not seen as presenting well. which i clearly think is stupid.

we are all just in different stages of weird so please love yourself no matter what stage you’re in <3

those who make super aesthetic blogs dedicated to one theme have my admiration. i tried to do that for a little bit. but honestly i am not a one themed person so i am enthusiastically giving up on this one theme thing, and that’s okay. enjoy my chaos.

the best thing about having a tumblr is i make most of my posts when it’s like 3am and so i forget what i’ve posted until i come back and look at it.

wanna know what’s scary?

me too.

just kidding i’m scared of everything.