It was a grand night for drinking.
December 3rd, 2016
December 2nd, 2016
I figured this was either a really good sign or a really bad one depending on whether there was room for more than one bow tie at a time.
December 1st, 2016
There’s a chance that I’m actually pretty bad at relaxing.
November 30th, 2016
By trying to do what we both thought the other person wanted, neither of us got what we wanted.
Use your words, kids.
November 29th, 2016
There was at least one more verse about the meaninglessness of human existence but I can’t remember it.
While there’s no replacement for medication, therapy, and self-reflection, time spent in a place where no one and nothing is concerned about my temporary, petty little struggles is freeing.
November 28th, 2016
Fun with insomnia comic number 52.
November 27th, 2016
I kind of love laundry.
November 26th, 2016
When Depression takes hold, it’s hard to see the beauty around me. Which is striking to me, because my default state is one of constant wonder.
November 25th, 2016
Gilmore Girls is kind of my happy place. YES, I’M AWARE OF ITS PROBLEMATIC ELEMENTS DON’T RUIN THIS FOR ME.
November 24th, 2016
Gender as a binary social construct … sucks.