poi

Poi, anxiety, Subnautica, and food. Sounds about right.

It doesn’t take a lot of talent to bleach my hair and use a set of $20 clippers, but if the fluffmullet looks good enough that you commend my skills, then thank you, strange man in front of the check cashing place.

It’s one of those mornings and I feel like I’m just a ball of nervous energy without an outlet and there’s so much in my head and heart and jesus christ why does everything have to *be*.