got my tiktok back and every post on there has been reposted here even the poetry 😭😭😭 we are running out of shit to say omg

ohhhhh the end is near i get it now

need to become a nun

lets hope t4t pet play is the next pandemic

I wish I could see a ballet performance live

this might be my favorite tiktok ever recorded

abba type of day

paul mccartney in 1971

and I know no one will save me. I just want one honest kiss.

the dreams of running away to the sea in the summer is the only thing making me go through the days

I’m so miserable, I’m looking up pictures of the sea and the beaches and the forests and the cows like I’m so desperate for this shit. I’m tired of being somewhere I don’t like where no one likes me.

it’s lowkey crazy how winter is terrible for my joints and skin and bladder and sleep and everything else like I’m old as shit

contemplating my mess of existence with the guy from cure whispering in my ear

how I feel reading virginia woolf

fridays are all about planning a future you can’t really remember by saturday

kendrick and sza are right like if its fuck me then fuck you

I know it’s not too late but it will be soon and that’s the terrifying part