i do not feel my age at all i feel like a child 😔✊

remembered and then forgor

forgot again

forgot about this app

sometimes you have to get played by multiple people for the plot

this is what getting a “how have you been?” text from an ex feels like

sometimes you have to let yourself get played for the plot

the internet is a miserable place sometimes (a lot of the time)

Cupid de Locke by Smashing Pumpkins makes me go insane I have to exit the vicinity so fast when i hear it

friends ripping me away from the man with a moustache who was laughing at my jokes at the bar like i’m a rabid dog

been drawing sad furries for over a decade now that’s kind of crazy

i am not “so back”, i am not “crashing out”, i am a rare and mysterious third thing

need to develop a filter bc a girl told me her bf of 10 years left in the middle of the night and took all his things and that was the last time she saw him and i told her if i were her i would have put a gun in my mouth and pulled the trigger

i like furries, i like the people of the anthro

unemployment is crazy bc not only have i powered through more books than I’ve read in the past 5 years, but I’ve also read more fanfic than i did when i was in middle school

fuck your rockets fuck your cars fuck your tunnels fuck your cars again

hear me out what if my overthinking and ruminating is just me thinking rationally, ever thought of that

“I saw you liked this post–“ no you didn’t, I liked that publicly in private

nvm

slept before 12AM last night, might’ve been my first time doing that in 2025

i woke up this morning and it didn’t hurt anymore

going to scarborough for food w friends then having backyard beers in the evening with more friends, this is what living is about

remembered this exists and now i’m s******* youtu.be/5XlXWQAN7XQ?...

you shouldn’t be allowed to run to this app when the other app is broken you have to pick one actually

(woman with the diet of a zoo animal) aaaggghgh my stomach is on fire

being a filipino who can’t sing but still loves karaoke is so hard, everyone has such high expectations of you when you get on stage. the disappointment from the crowd when i open my mouth is unmatched, but i like to think my enthusiasm makes up for it

I got my BBL (Bachelors in Boys Love)

i got a G1 yearner’s permit

friends w too many straight guys bc i’ll be like “oughhh im sad about something” and they’ll be like “have you tried jerkin your shit” or “i recommend suppressing your feelings”

need to resist saying “lore drop” whenever a friend confides in me about something they’ve experienced

I’ve come around to Bluesky now simply bc having a platform to word vomit on that way less people follow feels so much better

i am the last cool straight woman of toronto but my ex girlfriends don’t like when i say that

whenever a man uses “yr” instead of “ur”…… i know what you are

part 2

biblically (in)accurate Arthur Morgan playlist bc all the playlists everyone made on Spotify had like… Hozier open.spotify.com/playlist/1AW...

it’s really fucking evil and crazy and dystopian that toronto condos are lottery prizes now lol

[exhaustedly] let’s go girls

is this a safe space to post this lol

i miss twitter so much but i lost it in the divorce

would my friends be mad at me if I moved to Peterborough, probably

kris posting

(meeting my friend’s fiancé for the first time) do you have any single friends or friends with questionable morals

the lovergirl in me is trying to shoot herself in the face while simultaneously trying to disarm herself with a second gun

talked to my ex on the phone and was wondering why I am the way I am and he told me I should stop stumbling into relationships, which is real advice, but feels bad hearing it from someone you dated on/off for 5 years

I love my medium naturals and winning smile

always “hey can I get your number” and never “can I send you a large sum of money and then never speak to you again”

opposite action isn’t enough i need the procedure from eternal sunshine of the spotless mind