sometimes i go on this absolute wasteland of an account just to read a singular fic that i saw recommended from an outside source
and then i am hit with memories
sometimes i go on this absolute wasteland of an account just to read a singular fic that i saw recommended from an outside source
and then i am hit with memories
i used to think i that i was amazing cuz i actually liked school but now i'm here staring at my modules wanting to drop out and also crying because my smol brain can't process biogeochemical cycles
hey, i found you on a book and saw gee on your pfp so i clicked and you seem cool so i followed. uhm... yeah, okay, hi, i guess ((:
(your taste in music is explicitly amazingly perfect, just sayin)
It's finally the day I am one step closer to death. Is there a Heaven and Hell? Is there even an afterlife? We may never know, but death does not concern me, for as long as I exist death is not here, and when it does come, I no longer exist.
In other words it's my birthday today wooooooooo