a reminder that we will not be beaten.
trying to explain something that’s too much to put into words.
here we go again.
one eye on the goals, one hand on the grass.
i don't think i'm going to miss this year.
working through feelings.
this is the birthday post.
i wish i had better news, but it's actually terrible.
when i start with one question and realise it’s about every other question.
everyone needs opportunities where we can give fewer fucks.
when i really love something but am also a bit embarrassed about looking like i love it too much.
where did all those brain cells go?
