the first day at work went pretty well but tomorrow they’re leaving me all alone at the office and I have to take care of everything
hahahahahaha so this is what a stroke feels like..
*steps in something wet* *screams for 34 years*
when i was around 5 i asked my mom why “some people were different colors” and she said “because god wanted lots of flavors” and let me tell you that was the wrong thing to say because for the next 3 years i thought god ate people when they died
I crave intimacy but I get confused and uncomfortable when I’m shown even the slightest bit of attention or affection.