It’s technically Monday where I am
That means LIGHTS IS TOMORROW
This is my favourite part of being a bird momma :’)
You’re about to be parks and wrecked
A prairie dog was too fat to get out of his hole
self diagnosing is so hard because everytime you’re like “maybe I am mentally ill” theres also a big part of you going “nah you’re probably just a naturally lazy/nasty/disgusting/useless person trying to find an excuse for your behavior” because of the institutionalized ableism that runs through everything
So go to the doctor and get an actual diagnosis?
Why don’t poor people just buy more money?