I hate it so much it’s the first real emotion I felt since yesterday

Ah, let’s see… which blorbo will morosely occupy my mind today?

RONAN LYNCH??? WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU DRAG RONAN LYNCH OUT FROM?

I, of course, am not remotely surprised abt this, I mean

Thank god for needing to clock in to work

TW - body thoughts, weight thoughts, bad thoughts in general

Sometimes you think you’re healed enough, and then you’ll think, oh this means i won’t walk 40 minutes twice a day every day. This will mean I won’t walk 50 km a week. This means I’ll be even more out of shape.

Not: but I’ll have more time. Not: but I won’t come at half past eight every night. Not: I can go to the gym in that time. Not: but my life will be overall better.

I hate this wretched creature that inhabits my head and that is none other than myself. I wish I could grab it and tear it to pieces, unravel it with my bare hands.

“You can’t hate yourself into getting better”

I don’t care, I don’t want better I want gone

I like my job because sometimes you get very polite Slavic girls wearing THE BASTARD MÜNCHEN UNIFORM

“I rather like Oliver aiku”
“He’s my best friend favorite! She has a giant cutout of him”
“I ALREADY LIKE YOUR FRIEND”

Weekly reminder that there is a game where this actually happens