I thought I was done healing.

I showed up for myself, I proved myself and you know what? I’m fucking amazing ;)

Spiralling, advising, going off topic, basically just trying to reason with my lazy self

I don’t know what to say

I had an awful night last night.

I need to stop thinking that being loved by someone would solve all my problems because, who am I kidding, I am problems. Do I really want a relationship? Am I ready for one even if I had the opportunity? Do I really like him? Or am i just lonely and desperate?

So I talk about risus sardonicus, a phrase I picked up from a book about forensic pathology , unnatural causes and I nerd out n basically read Wikipedia so erm enjoy

This is basically me giving my opinions on the new season of doctor who, and some additional ramblings. Also I hate the sound of my voice so erm I hope you enjoy