reach out if you need an extra set of hands! happy to help

having skin cancer is so weird cause i’m fine 99% of the time but tell me why im crying in the grocery store freezer aisle???

this is such a weird feeling. knowing i’ll be absolutely fine but still feeling invaded. scared to tell people out of fear they’ll try to invalidate my feelings. maybe my feelings are invalid? 100% survival rate. cancer. does it even count? does it matter?

well fuck

my friend group has completely fallen apart over the last year or so and while shit happens i do really miss just hanging out idk anybody wanna drink wine and pet cats and wear jammies? maybe watch a scary movie 🥺

she’s going to be so hard to give up 😭

wake up at 2am to a cat crying. check the house, it isn’t one of mine, assume it’s a horny cat outside, go back to sleep. 6am, cat crying. okay where is this cat? not mine. not outside? garage. in the mustang’s engine. a baby. Meet Pip. she lives in my bathroom until her fleas are dead

what’s going on over here

time for a lil menty b i think

I didn’t know it was possible to feel like this about a person I am so happy all the time!