puppies and porn and sad shit
THINK of all the times you tried to cut yourself but couldn’t because you “aren’t that person any more” but, tell me, would someone who’s “not that person” need to constantly remind themselves?
I need kisses, cuddles, and sweet words. But see the thing is I only want your supple lips, your arms around me, and only the sounds that your vocal cords create.
There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.
constantly thinking “wow, i’ve really internalized some toxic shit”
don’t talk to me about struggle until your headphones only work if you hold them in a certain position
Why do 8 year olds carry around huge purses like what do you have in there besides Kids Bop 23 & a kit kat
when you realize you’re the butt of all your friends jokes