i don’t think she has the right energy, tbh. like i don’t get the anne ‘vibe’ from her which is such a vague thing to say i know but…i either get the feeling or i don’t.
how many passwords must i reset before God grants me repose from these demonic childhood questions…..like..what street did i grow up on? idk..what street did i grow up on?
evangelical protesting with a big-ass sign at the center of campus: you are all sinners. your mother is a sinner too. you people don’t need forgiveness from mommy– you need forgiveness from GOD!
me walking by w/ my salad:
me thinking about how i managed to stretch out five months in a fic timeline to sixty chapters: