killed.
24. In between lives.
stayhungry-stayfree
lmao I’ve realized literally before every single semester has started in grad school, I always do something to change my appearance. Apparently this has unknowingly become my coping mechanism for the anticipatory anxiety of each semester. Before a new semester is when I’ve gotten most of my tattoos, chopped all my hair off, made the change back to being a brunette, etc. I mean, it usually helps to some extent since it detracts my focus from ruminating about the upcoming semester and it’s a hell of a lot more adaptive than some other coping mechanisms I used to use. This semester is no different. Wish me luck with some at-home hair dye y’all 😅