My Foundation Shade Is Sunburned

this blog is a museum of my heart

if i were an anime girl would you buy a figure of me be honest

the smell of sleeping with the window open

yes I talk to myself. out loud. I don't care.

Fuck nudes send me audios of you cumming and saying my name.

Sorry I lied im not normal i actually want to eat your heart and you eat mine

i am so about walking around museums and holding hands

I can smell the poison in my goblet but I lowkey don't even care anymore

girls love having their little digital archives

getting older and weirder and sexier and more perverted and gluttonous and intelligent and blunt and eloquent and spontaneous and skilled is literally what it's all about

sorry im not giving into the cutting out sweet treats propaganda. life is hard enough

“it’s not that deep” it’s not that shallow. now what

they need to invent a digestive system that behaves predictably and correctly

knew from a young age that i was weird and unfixable

its actually crazy how good music is. and its all different, too. like wow. huge deal really when you think about it

a light within me was stamped out but im chill