navel gazing (with cosmic horn)

i'm writing in here to avoid complaining at my partner. i threw my back out today, i guess is what you could call it. i guess this is what people are describing when they text me to ask if i have any openings that day, because they threw out their back, a…

tw: nsfw!

i have stopped begging for what i used to have and am now experiencing contentment. it’s the right choice, which is good, because it’s the only one i have.

i need a word for bits of writing i want to post on instagram that i choose to divert here instead. i reactivated instagram in a very dark moment (on what would’ve been my 100th day clean), but i’m still trying to stay off as much as possible. here’s one:…

i have just now discovered that my ‘driving’ playlist, by which i mean a collection of songs that make me feel like a flashy coked-up businessman speeding down the highway in an open convertible*, which were all made by men between 1979-89, is actually the

and deleted this from my social media to post it here, because i hate writing on instagram and love writing in my blog favorite anime: DANDADAN is my way, my truth, and my light.

so. how do i put this into words without gumming it up?

tw: alcohol, body dysmorphia, suicidal ideation hello, blog!

well, something has happened to me. depression has become obsession. words are swirling through and spilling out of my head in what i would probably describe as mania. if i'm not silently monologuing a blog post, i'm frantically writing a poem, or having a