I'm tasha. You probably won't want to know me because I'm a shitty person with a shitty blog and a shitty personality. but welcome here anyways.
I actually hate the idea of sleep because I feel like it’s a waste of valuable time.
nothing is permanent… the sun is going to burn out some day.
where do our souls go?
if I had completely acted on impulse I would have gotten hit by a car today
I saw some fucked up things in the woods tonight but I don’t know what was really there
when people say words with negative connotations like ‘malicious’ I get paranoid for some reason
I’m annoying to all my friends why why why why why
I should go to sleep I guess