in the 19th century i would've gotten diagnosed with ghosts in my brain

a lot of life can be persevered thru by secretly playing pretend in your mind the whole time

i miss everyone in the whole world but every day i shut myself in and draw tally marks on the walls of my cave with a carefree but steady hand and no regard to the passage of time

(backseating you at the mortar and pestle) man you aint even squarshing it

would u let me grow on u like moss or no

I post like this cause i lack nutrients

*giggling and kicking my feet* there is an old and terrible wound festering inside me

its not inexplicable to me. i could explic it.

everyone should always be memorising poems. being able to recite a poem is a fun way to make everyone around you roll their eyes.

just experienced a brief desire this is so scary

going into a spiral does anyone want anything

Loser girls we will prevail

I love not paying attention. I love tapping out of situations and things

44 bce is going to be my year

i might be doing really terrible on the emotional regulation front but in my defense ive had a gaping hole in my chest since i was 12

they’re inventing a new unendurable thing