It's 9 a.m. I'm in the middle of a full-blown panic attack. I've reached out to a few places for help, but no one is responding.

I need a variety of warm drinks so that I don't drink at least 6 cups of coffee throughout the day. But the only thing I have available to make at home is coffee.

Mushroom skull lamp "Deadwood". Long gone roe deer skull, also long gone sld.

I wish you all a happy Halloween. We don't do it here, but a few children still dress up.

#skull #halloween #mushroom #bone #vulturecoulture #forest #moss #art #BlueskyNightMarket

Every day of the year feels spooky and haunted to me, and I'm constantly thinking about becoming a witch and running away to a dark forest to start my own cult. It’s as if, without even planning it, I’m honoring Halloween every single day, in my soul and heart. Oh! And life.

I was dreaming that someone with British roots was claiming to be my mother, saying that, for some reason, they and their husband didn’t want me as their child.

Oh, Lord. I really need a bookmark button.

My lip-tint tastes like strawberry, and my lip-balm tastes like lemon. When I put both on my lips at the same time, I love the combined flavor.

I'm terribly and unconsciously too much. I mean, today I found out people make the same mistakes that I make, but none of them have been destroyed by the consequences of their mistakes like me, even close to the circumstances that happened to me.

Why should I give a flying fuck? Why do I even give a fuck? I can't understand.

I have to turn my hair red ( red like red- fire or red- wine) as soon as possible.

I'm in the middle of starting my own little queer-business and I totally freaked out.
I mean, I don't have the money to risk much and I only have queer friends who are poor like me. A useless father is also present in my life. Yup. I am already destroyed.

Oh. Hi.