The wind blew my door shut and my door knob fell off so I was locked out of my room, so I had to go outside and take the fly screens off my window and hoist myself awkwardly onto the bed. At one point I was half in, straddling the window and swearing like a fucking sailor and I thought for sure the neighbours would see me. I also had to use a footstool to reach the window, and I broke both the fly screens (even tho I only needed to remove one). Maybe the spy life isn’t for me
Nothin feels better than when anxiety slowly turns into excitement, like wow
put a fucking bag on your head and sleep you god damn piece of shit
take a nap on a fucking ski lift
Howl’s hair fussing routine. (Ghibli Jam week, only just found out and now it’s nearly over!)
"It’s the social economic version of “just stop being depressed”"
thats exactly what bothers me about “forget money follow your dreams” like lol ok poor people just stop being poor and do things start a business
just acknowledge we live in a capitalist society and that following a dream isn’t achievable for everyone like. be real. i’m a positive person but i’m not full of illusions about how things work.