It doesn't matter, find something better to worry about.

"What day is it?" asked Pooh. "It's today," squeaked Piglet. "My favorite day," said Pooh.

neck crick

Confession is a form of self-indulgence

Gah, I'm such an old person. I complain about prices too much. I need to just accept that things cost as much as they cost.

Happy New Year!

not ready for tomorrow or the new year or life in general

I really want to create a feed reader for my StatusCafe but I gotta do choressss

playing with my website on cold days while drinking cuppas is cozy cozy

ok so hear me out, IG layout but .gifs

earplugs + eye mask = best sleep

I was too shy to ask someone if I could pet their puppy and now I fear I will regret it for the rest of my days.

Stop blaming yourself. Learn feng shui and blame the furniture.

the unreliable narrator

every body has a name

I am what I think you think I am.

the best days were the best days

ah yes, the fine line of being vulnerable and oversharing. how to navigate?

I'm trying my best and sometimes my best isn't good enough

tired, but not tired.