My water bottle is Mark. My travel mug (will be) Andy. It’s like, iykyk but no one really knows.

One day I am sure I will regret this. Until that day comes, I feel nothing but joy.

…but can you blame me??? For being a monster at a kband/rock concert??

((You can, I just hope I didn’t block your view and it ruin your experience… like my friend has photo evidence and I am so sorry…))

2/2

It is a never ending pit of despair. Just know that despite the goblin in your brain who only says mean things, you’re not less than for not being where you want to be right now.

Somethingsomething shitty remark about how us who tend to try to deal with shit ourselves and move on (and take pride in it) have the most to learn.