It's sad to think that one day there will be no more neon signs

thinking of revoking my "fuck cancer" stance

i think i would die for my 50y/o coworker can't lie. she's bestie

intensely craving soy sauce all week are my electrolytes ok

reached a new all time low in life: puking in the multi stall office restroom

fullyyyy libbing out at the bernie+aoc tour tn

if it really turns out that my 4 years of hellish mood swings and crippling anxiety was all because of LOW IRON???? im going to do something extreme i stg (take an iron supplement and feel better)

no possible opportunity for me to watch im still here before the oscars tomorrow guess I'll die

i vant to suck your blood

addicted to calling things "buttoned up" now