oh it’s the superbowl of hollywood isn’t it
i think having sex with someone who smells like chlorine would be very sexy.
sex on the concrete floor of an indoor swimming pool, moans echoing in the loud space? check
sex against the condensation covered showers as we wash the chemicals out of our hair? check
sex in the car on haphazardly placed towels on the back seat that barely keep it clean? check
nothing is quite so refreshing as a freshly squeezed pear. they’re so much tastier once you’ve removed all that disgusting juice from the equation.
phew.. okay. we’re good…
completely cleaned and organized damn near my entire room. i wish it didnt fuck up my back even more bc its so nice not being surrounded by a bunch of bullshit. Sigh
truth be told- i might be a little manic. Idk cant say for sure but its a jarring going from Suicide Is Still On The Table to hm okay maybe i will try to face this thing called life and maybe even contact everyone i stopped talking to all at once and try to make amends with them for lwk js going mia since like november. i dont think that’s the word tho….
Hearing my friend talk about how he felt when drug abusing and it being the same way I feel about my eating disorder

I want to start working on the prompts that are gathering dust in my inbox, and there’s one in particular that fits with the idea that’s been on my mind since I read the last chapter of the manga, but I also feel like writing about beast. Or writing an AU, something lighter and no abilities. I need help.
It’s always sunny got removed from my streaming service of choice so I guess I’ll be streaming Challengers non stop on my phone to fill the gang sized hole in my heart 😞