The Bacteria In My Gut Is Telling Me To Call My Therapist

Being an adult woman is just like “oh my tummy hurts” “oh my head hurts” “oh the burden of being alive is so heavy today” and then carrying on with your day.

im like no worries & then feel so upset i get chest pains

The sleepiest of sleepyheads

i am a big fan of being in bed.

i am an ally to all embarrassing and uncool women forever and ever

I am Normal until Dodie puts out new music and then suddenly I’m thirteen again sitting on the floor of my childhood bedroom crying my eyes out because she’s put everything I feel in my little tiny body into words.

I know I signed up for and approved this schedule, but how DARE I be expected to be perceived.

UNETHICAL and shocking: he was forced to attend the classes he signed up for

Maybe i should rewatch supernatural

I’m not canonically autistic but it’s strongly implied