Nolite te bastardes carborundorum

it’s just me and my two conflicting personalities against the world

girl help i am the most sensitive person you can ever meet but also the most emotionally unavailable person you can ever meet at the exact same time and i’m still trying to make it work somehow

you're not just misinterpreting the characters, you're misinterpreting the entire story because you're thick in the head. once again i have to bear the burden of having every correct opinion in the world.

My heart! She longs for something ! What does this bitch want

girl sitting in bed surrounded by small meaningful objects that offer some joy and peace but mostly do not matter , that is life

“you‘re so quiet” baby i’m not even here. i’m fantasizing about a book i read weeks ago. move on.