benterps

there's not a single casual bone in my body. everything means something to me

people will say “they’re only friends” and then show me two people who would crawl through broken glass to hear the other laugh once. two people who have memorized each other’s coffee orders, fears, childhood stories, and emergency contacts. two people who would haunt each other’s houses as ghosts. be serious.

Nervously, I pull from the tarot deck. It's the Nine of Clocks. My fate is revealed to me: It's my bedtime, and I gotta go to sleeps

I know it is a privilege to feel things deeply but what the fuck

i think when u clean your house it should stay clean forever. what do u mean i have to do it again

well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.

and a BIG fuck you to anyone who supports ice and trump, ai, israel, transphobia, racism, homophobia and misogyny!