I like to state things and then can never be arsed to argue my point. sigh
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sharkieboo: snazzy-lemon: bravelittlehobbitwhomwealladmire: tyrotheterrible: bravelittlehobbitwhomwealladmire: Warning: It’s all horror. Most of these contain ridiculous amounts of body horror. I honestly can’t remember all the shit in all of them to warn for it. If you…
someone just called depression a disease, what the fuck. “oh, sorry, I just contracted the depression disease, don’t come near me it might be contagious.”
Hmm idk whether to get the 12:50 bus that will arrive at my destination at 1:20 or the 1:10 that will arrive at 1:40. Shall I be 10 minutes early or late? Decisions, decisions.
I just really fancy travelling with my husband, James, on coaches and trains and ferries and planes and yeah I just wanna go somewhere unknown but still feel safe because I’m with him note: we’re not actually married
I’ve been feeling so guilty about an old friend of mine, who’s one of the only people I’ve been somewhat mentally close with, besides the fact he lives like 2 hours away. We used to talk on the phone everyday, just chatting about whatever, for however long, and I pretty much just abandoned the friendship due to a busy lifestyle. I mean, I used to sit on the phone crying and...