I can’t stop thinking about it cuz I still don’t know what happened

But I’m also not ready to try to get answers

I just want everything to stop

I feel like I only go on Bluesky when I’m on the brink of a mental breakdown.

My hair is getting too long. Here are some pros and cons.

Cons: it’s itching the tops of my ears and I can’t get away with not styling it as easily

Pros: if ever there was someone in my life interested, it is the perfect length for pulling.

I am sad

Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum

Considering how much caffeine I consume on the reg I wonder if I would be able to handle the Panera lemonade.

Our bus driver just let out the most RANK fart and I was am unfortunate casualty.

I’m gonna vomit.

Kinda wanna die, kinda wanna get fucked into a mattress.

Unfortunately neither will be happening anytime soon.

Little do my students know that the people they think I “favor” actually drive me up the fuckin wall.

I am so predictable with everything that people are now getting angry when I change something.

Like pick a side. Get mad when I’m super insistent on a schedule or get mad when I change the schedule. I can’t handle both.