I didn’t really lose you, I just lost it for a while

i can’t kill myself, killing myself is the myself killer

listening to new big thief

how I’m trying to be

gonna isolate myself like no ones isolated before #myisolation

and when I awoke, I was alone, the bird had flown.

so nice of the municipality to give us regular stare at the wall with a candle burning time

Let’s not talk of love or chains and things we can’t untie.

might kill myself but not study this damn subject

men who are into sofia coppola are way scarier than clairo listening men

ENOUGH of heterosexual women policing lesbians ENOUGH

I really wish atleast one night in my life, I’d get home after socializing and not feel like an utter clown for the way I’ve acted and the things I’ve said. I feel crazy.

the indescribable wave of longing on a random wednesday noon when you want a lover so bad your hands itch with it

im going to kill myself in ways that no one has ever killed themself before

NEVERMIND WE ARE SO BACK

sometimes you just need a little public assassination of a fascist to boost your morals

he said his 10 year old daughter would have to carry her rapist’s child btw. like this is janati’s cousin

i’m never gonna feel anything for people who see girls as young as 9 as incubators. i feel nothing for them and the high ranking ones deserve to fucking die over it. so many women die daily over the abortion bans. never in my goddamn life i will not prioritize those women over their tormentors.

I’ll try everything once