My soul is a tree

Yumeship?

My Sebastian Moran ita bag is finally complete.

A love letter to the only character EVER that I actually yumeship. No shame.

If Bastian saw this, he’d probably smirk, call it “ridiculous,” and then secretly be very, very pleased.

My man

推し活

Not actually grey

The mean brother

Doomed

Look. I’m not saying AliExpress is a reputable place to buy figures.

But this one was stupidly cheap and stupidly cute.

It looks legit to me, though I’m also the type who couldn’t tell a real Labubu from a houseplant.

Regardless: obsessed.

Never Love an Anchor

Agency

After I posted my solitary Liam celebration the other day, a worried soul messaged me about “having dinner *together* next time.”

I know the intention was good, but here’s the truth: I had actually been invited out by someone else that night, and I turned it down because “I already had plans.”

And the “plans” were me, having tea and cake with my silly literary characters while reading a manga.

What always surprises me is how hard it is for people to believe that some of us genuinely love being alone. They assume it’s a performance, a self-soothing lie, an elaborate emotional workaround.

But it isn’t.

There’s no hidden yearning, no secret wish for a more magazine-worthy social life, no sad adjustment that we would immediately drop *if* someone, *anyone*, would be willing to share with us instants of their louder and brighter day.

Don't get me wrong. I like humans.

But I also genuinely love being alone.

I simply like my own company.

Solitude is not loneliness.

For how unbelievable it seems to you, solitude is an active choice.

29 years

Have more faith in yourself.

Going through life isn't that simple.

That's why you aren't simple either.

Truth

ME vs. THEM

Anniversaries

When is his birthday