good morning guys. the horrors persist, the cold insists and so do we

the purpose of friends is to have people who unconditionally hate your shitty exes & relatives. like maybe YOU have a complex relationship with your father but i sure don't. i'm outside his house with a gun. he's not the unforgivable asshole who raised me he's just an unforgivable asshole

hate when people are like "trust your gut! listen to your intuition!" like okay well my gut is telling me every person i lay eyes on is hunting me for sport and my intuition is saying i should find a secluded cave and live there forever so what do you suggest i do with that information

i do not ghost purposely i just have no idea what to say ever

and i have no concept of passage of time

“you are like a prophet to me” i’m just homosexual. And always saying shit

born a girl, grew up in the great swag boom of 2012, now i'm a boy. that's the power of #swag

why is being alive so… like this

i miss toys

is that simple task bothering you queen