anonymous
dear tumblr.
my hands look elderly.
i am dissatisfied with the amount of adrenalin in my life.
my mother hung my underwear on my door handle and they got stuck underneath the door as i opened it and now my door is jammed.
without my contacts i can’t see the lights outside my window clearly.
i’m not hungry or full or sick or healthy or elated or distraught,
i am neutral, and it’s disgusting me.
