dancing queen
young and sweet
only sewenteen
OH GOD HES SO CUTE HELP
It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
So I’m sitting here drawing a picture of this coyote. I have no idea if there was a reason I was doing this, but I am. I seem to be losing my memory. Not just accidentally forgetting little things, but major and minor events/people. I don’t know who James is, but apparently I dated him. I vaguely remember my closest friends. I keep looking around my room and seeing the things I liked, but I have no clue why I liked them. Why Lord of the Rings? Why do I listen to Conor Oberst? This is scary. Every time I go somewhere, I’m afraid and confused because I don’t know how I got there. It constantly feels like I’m in a never-ending dream, as if everyone knows the next event in the plot except me. I’ve never felt so useless in my entire life as I do now. This makes me very, very sad.
