boutique (nuisance aspect) @007@mastodon.xyz

this is so sad siri send toot

anyway, bye

luckily I haven't eaten so this whisky is going down particularly easily.

I've genuinely done nothing for the last decade. went to work, came home, ate, slept. no socialising, no relationships, no hobbies to speak of, no enjoyment, no living. just pushing air and water and sustenance through myself to survive.

I'm still staggered that people romanticise mental illness. it's hell. I've had the best years of my life stolen from me, because my illnesses told me I didn't deserve to get better, that this was as good as it got.

this account is sadposts from now on. unfollow if you don't want to see them.

weird how life is worse after 30. I mean, things start to sag, you get fat and irrelevant

what a closed-off, self-perpetuating little world I've walled myself into

do lesbians have big strap energy

i'd love to be openly gay some day

your 20s are supposed to be the prime of your life. they weren't. suddenly I'm knocking on 30 with absolutely nothing to show for it.

ah well, time to get fat and die :)

so glad to have wasted my 20s doing literally nothing. thanks brain!

big duck energy

that's enough verbal rimming for now