Your heart was glass, I dropped it

Fool me once I kill myself on the spot

(sweating nervously) (opening a private browser window) (whipping my head around to make sure nobody is watching) (shakily typing into my search bar) bunnies playing

hey, sex pervert question: do you ever think about me even when im not present

literally do it even if youre stupid <3

you fucking idiot. you misread a social encounter. we're gonna fucking kill you

i kinda love to waste time but dont tell anybody

personally I'm annoyed by the socioeconomic conditions that made words like "unalive" necessary but simultaneously impressed by the linguistic adaptations young people have made to continue talking about important things while subject to those conditions and I think if you can't hold both of those thoughts in your head you might just be old man yelling at cloud

it's usually morally correct to make fun of the usa but whenever i hear british people do it it feels kinda tone deaf. idk if we have the high ground here guys. its like your mom making fun of your mental illness like ma'am where do you think i got it from.

also when fleetwood mac was like “can i handle the seasons of my life?”

phone in bed show me what I need to see