50 minutes later… not even ashamed :c
Let’s ignore the guitar case though, shhh. And the weird stains on the table (they’ve been there 5+ years, might be oil or something idk~ also not my table so idc lol)
And the vacuum is visible. Oops? The crap in the hallway was put away after the picture though, omg.
WHATEVER I DUN DID GUD!
don’t limit yourself to panicking at the disco. panic everywhere. follow your wildest most anxious dreams
having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful