this blog is my diary it’s my sketchbook it’s stuff on my bedroom wall it’s a pdf it’s an unpublished novel it’s a collage. it’s all of these things

whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls

You guys would like my posts a lot more if you had my exact life experiences and internal monologue

Well. You do. So do you like your posts a lot more than everyone else?

I like my posts the most anyone has ever liked anything

my aura too cunt My blog too suicidal my fit too mid My bitch hate me

“this reminds me of you” ok kiss me then

maternity shirt that says "IM SMOKING FOR 2"

a woman holding her boob should be considered a neutral pensive gesture like when a man scratches his beard

God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store