Naps are tricky because you either wake up refreshed and relaxed or you have a headache, dry throat, and are unaware of what year you’re in.
A GROUP OF HUMMINGBIRDS IS CALLED A CHOIR THAT IS THE CUTEST FUCKING THING I HAVE EVER HEARD
I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong.
This post is perfect
it’s weird how body parts are considered sacred and secret when you can just take someone’s clothes off and see them, whereas someone’s personality or sense of humour or opinions and mind are all literally invisible, like there’s no way to see what someone’s mind is like without their consent. why don’t we glorify minds more than bodies, aren’t they more sacred and special?
I think between Les Mis, Next To Normal, and Wicked, I should have enough music to last me at least a decent portion of my exceptionally long journey.