just caught myself quoting roland barthes at an art gallery boy you are NOT a vibe

when the jargon you taught yourself for fun becomes a stable in how you communicate about the world…. oh Hell nah

8 am rpf yaoi time

joining a music chatroom with mostly 50 year olds because i’m crazy

truly the apple is rotten right to the core

need to find answers to my prayers

nobody ever loved me like she does… and if somebody loved me like she do me….. oh she do me. yes she does.

trying to not text my ex and not kill myself but find a secret third option

i love psychoanalyzing myself and then let myself go through with my horribly self indulgent and destructive choices anyways

whats in the music of blur and oasis that makes their fans Like That

i really only cared about valentine’s day once in my life

we need to find a method of studying that doesn’t make you want to kill yourself

sometimes its only you and the shitty SNL sketch against the world

her: what are you, fucking stupid?
me:

lowkey forgot my purpose in life

perhaps i never had one

phoebe bridgers used to release music

your reckless love’s a thankless love

when I start listening to IGOR daily again it’s genuinely not a good time in my life