this mug i bought has a cat sitting at the bottom
i wish there was a non-assholeish way to say “our friendship has run it’s course, you make me uncomfortable with your feelings and a lot of shit you do pisses me off bye”
I can’t tell wether I’m more tired than I am distressed. Why can’t everything just fuckoff other than my exhaustion, bed, and cat. Seriously. I am so frustrated and would happily spend the night crying my eyes out if it’d actually get me somewhere. I can’t get a job until I move and even that’s an unclear date since there has yet to be a house to move into, I can’t possibly raise enough for surgery with fucking art, bakesales, or petty odd jobs ontop of school. I don’t know what to do, ky dysphoria’s been going complete haywire and I feel like I’m being crushed from the insideout because of it. I am at a loss.
Found out what happened to the iPhone cookie man
give that officer an award