Predestination for the Labyrinth

It will never stop raining

פNIʞNIH┴ ԀO┴S

And I think and I think and I think and I think and I think.

Realizing you’ve isolated yourself from anything resembling a support network and you’ll never find another

Extreme dysphoria + tech + anxiety = constantly asking why you haven’t —

I wish I wish I wish I wish

Not sure if my imposter syndrome is worse when I feel like I’m failing at Stage Management or when actors tell me I’m really good at it.

I am here, staring at my body as if from an outside perspective

I don’t know why I’m so afraid to talk to Kasson

Time to open the suppression box

Queer imposter syndrome

How do you tell someone you like them when you aren’t real?