me: *accidentally isolates myself from my friends and disconnects from online communities*
me: whered all my besties go
Tag: it me
over-explaining everything because you’re scared of not making sense or people thinking you’re stupid
the thrilling sequel: under-explaining everything because you’re afraid of being seen as a rambling mess
the stunning conclusion: wildly varying between both based off the most recent way you’ve fucked up
everyone knows the only real cure for depression is to do something drastic to ur hair
You can’t annoy your friends if you never talk to any of them
This just got a little too real for me
You can’t annoy your friends if you don’t have any
Damn tho the first one is me all the way @ketchakik @ihadapetwolf @toillee @barbellbro-baggins-blr
they call me cryptid mr. no queue… i appear at random times of the day, with no apparent pattern in my posts
they call me crypitid Q… everything is queued, i must have been here at some point… but when??
I’m the type of person who holds on to ticket stubs and photos and presses flowers but never puts them into a scrapbook I just have them scattered everywhere which brilliantly illustrates how I’m a sentimental piece of shit who can’t put their life together
Disheveled Mess 