I think I need to stay off of most social media because it makes me so angry that my misanthropy is like wildly validated and if I get to comfortable in that headspace I seriously do not know what my life will look like
what’s up my name is lindsay, i just deleted all the beautiful nude art off of my tumblr so it would get restored, quit smoking weed three weeks ago, love my cat, hate my real job, and scored higher than 68% of people who have taken the levenson psycopathy test
this morning I panicked for approximately 35 minutes while looking for my keys that, when my roommate came downstairs, I think she knew she needed to be delicate because my keys were in SUCH GREAT AMOUNTS OF PLAIN SIGHT that it legitimately confused her.
I think I just needed to panic about something for a second because, while working full time and a half, I haven’t been able to do that yet
i can’t wait until I’m in my late 30s and my husband and I have an dinner party with an old flame and after dinner my husband questions whether or not I still have feelings for them and I shout “that was 20 years ago, _____” and finish the rest of my drink and go to bed annoyed because that will mean I have a place to live and that sounds a m a z i n g right now