can you believe paul mccartney asked “Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to, I will” at 26 and he literally did

fuck my stupid chungus life

“wuh luh wuh” YOU ARE TWENTY FOUR YEARS OLD

doing research into the life of my new favorite author and by god if I can’t find a history with lesbianism, I will make one

I wish I was as rich as some of yall you seem very happy

I know how Elliott Smith felt

genuinely don’t know what the world wants from me

I am spiritually against copyright but I can’t really explain it all rn

the truth is that I am a malignant force in my own life

things that scare me and stress me out:
my family
my friends
my loved ones
my career as an artist

things that don’t stress me out:
arguing with strangers online
british rock musician rpf
eating anything i can find in the fridge
terrible 90s movies no one in their right mind would watch

I don’t want you to need me, I want you to want me

see the thing about lorde is that we go so back it’s not even possible for me to not like what she puts out. we are trauma bonded

how I pull up to the function

I’m so unfit for the real world it’s actually funny like why is there a polar bear in tehran, iran rn

I try to let whatever has to pass through me pass through but this is staying a while, I know. It might not let me go.

the lesbian friend’s girlfriend is just as annoying as the friend’s boyfriend in my book. they’re terrible for the ecosystem (my peace).

putting yourself out there is a medieval torture tool

I fucking can’t believe I said this exact thing a year ago in this same month. What the fuck.

if my life doesn’t get atleast 10% better by tomorrow morning I’m really gonna consider it

I need to be reborn as a completely different person just to feel an ounce of satisfaction with life