and i just have to trust that.
and my doctors. and my
family. and my friends.
man, i am so #blessed
and #surrounded
by #love — i am
just one huge
amazing
and beautiful
lucky, lucky, lucky
ASS FROG. I YAM AN
ASS FROG BUt i am a
lucky one at that for
sure for sure no
doubt no doubt.
im a bipolar
beauty.
im not bipolar —
i mean, i do have i,
yeah — no doubt. but
that doesnt define me.
i am a bipolar beauty —
but i like to just say
that i have some
bipolar
trings
going on
rn and that
is a cool cool
cool thing no
matter what
my brain is
doing rn wtf
is my brain
doing rn
why
does
my
head
hurt
so
badly,
fuck.
what the fork.
why do i have to go through all of this —
why does anyone?
ugh, bc thats life!!!!
and this is my struggle.
and this is my life.
welcome to my blog!!!
welcome to my life.
this is my stuggle
HAHA
STUGGLE.
welp, guess its called stuggle now.
nononono i like
trings.
triangles/
tree rings/
things/
strings/
rings/
in
it
idk theres a lot to unpack
in that word
and in me
and in
everyone in the whole mf world!!!!
everyone is full of trings.
trings is my word and
i invite you to share
in it if youd like to
but you can call
your trings
anytring
you
want —
thats your prerogative.
you do what you want.
this is my blog, dammit.
DIS MY HOUSE, DAMMIT.
OORAH
but i wanna share it w you,
too, if you wanna be here.
if you wanna keep reading.
i mean, ill be here writing away
anyway no matter what bc
this is how i survive.
this is what helps me
bc ive been utterly
ive FELT utterly
alone
before
like
a
sad
little
broken/
scared/
lost
cow.
utterly alone —
but never alone at all.
///
SHARE YR ART W ME
MOOOOOO, BITCH
triangles & tree rings 