Mocha˖ ࣪

the loss of the audio jack is due to puritan culture hating on penetration

please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy

under my benevolent dictatorship everyone will be in their jammies at 7pm. because that'sjammy time

They should invent a Being Alive that’s Free

i return like something brand new every time but its still me in the end all the many many faces but it's all still lil ol’ me :D honestly in love with this perspective def gonna remember it the next time i breakdown its my mind, my soul telling me tis time for a refresh CARWASH

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

i have so much hate and so much spite against them. i turn away my heart because all it leads to is more unspoken voids cracking open, more silences growing, pushing against our skin while we laugh out loud about some random jargon from the internet or the past. i remember how she used to take out her anger for our parents on me, then a toddler; how everything i thought or did was wrong wrong WRONG, how everything had to be corrected, fixed. i remember how they fought in front of me, hate threatening to fall out of their mouths in its rawest form. and i was a child. i was just a child i still carry my scars, and their awkward acknowledgements-and not apologies-dont help. we talk about how to fix relationships with people we care about. but somehow it always remembers to skip the part where we had to fix bonds between ourselves. there's a uncomfortable home in there, somewhere. i remember some memories that haunt me still. but the nicer ones are so etched into my being that i can't even recall them. there's that bond between people who didn't choose to be with each other. and i hate them. but i wouldnt give it up for anything, anything this big wide world has to offer me. my heart is heavy but it carries my sisters.