𝖊 𝖒 𝖒 𝖆 .

my rufur

it’s been 3 weeks since i lost my rufus and i haven’t been able to do our walk without sobbing. i keep expecting him to come galloping up next to me; he doesn’t. the grief is heavy and it lingers, he was there for me through it all, and i don’t have that now. i miss him so much

there's an emmaofnothing tweet for everything

but then the morning comes

missing him like hell. here he was watching jjk s4 and later emitting a mysterious ephemeral mist

you hit 30 and start taking that mid afternoon autumn walk very seriously

how it feels

being an adult is just seeing how much you can endure until the light in your eyes goes out permanently

i’m a masochist and my favourite scenario is being a charles leclerc fan

girls management can’t stop you from doing kegels at work. you don’t even need to tell them

i feel like this constantly

“2 likes isn’t a lot” imagine two ice cold monster ultras

meal prep done ✅

9 hour shift sounds terrible until you remember it’s only 35.3 waco, texas’s by ethel cain