Woke up happy because several reasons: off tomorrow, 4day weekend starting Saturday and MOVING INTO MY APARTMENT ON SUNDAY. Also, proud of my patience with growing my hair. I feel like a baby mermaid haha
i think im emotionally constipated because i haven’t given a shit in months
All I wanna do is cry and have someone play with my hair
why fall in love when you can fall back asleep??
The combination of this weird weather, really strong coffee, listening to of montreal, and the feeling of being terrified about going to a circus themed party is making me feel out of touch with reality. 🐭