its kinda scary when you waste an entire day doing nothing and time just passes
Why does any little thing make me cry so easily now.
It’s like this same sadness never goes away anymore. It just sticks onto me.
what if all the scenerios we make up in our head are actually real events happening in an alternative universe and we’re actually connecting with our alternate self’s mind
you just broke the fourth wall
well fuck my AU selves are having a hell of a time