this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall

find the person who tells the longest stories and stay near them.

'you still listen to music from 10 years ago 🤨?' bitch if prehistoric humans had audio recording technology id be sat up here listening to grog and unga bunga's greatest hits don't play with me

i forget that other ppl can see this blog sometimes

my plan for 2025 is to do things

desperately need to read or watch something that will alter my brain chemistry and turn me into a new person

there's no greater betrayal than finally starting to read a book you've had sitting for months on your shelf or your desk or your nightstand and then finding out it's bad. like. i gave you a fucking home.

It’s underrated how the Duarte women really know how to get away with murder 💀

true but i dont agree

it’s kinda wild that you think you’ll never get over something and then one day you do and you don’t even realize :)

i will kill us both

Can’t be paranoid if my intuition is right every time

How does it continue to get worse what the fuck

i hate it when my brain spends time thinking about someone who prolly doesn't even miss me lol. plsss stop

the biggest tradgedy in ar was in fact NOT cat dying (rip) but us not getting kal's pov when he saw auri in her dress for Bianchi's ball