mia

why must i "make sense"? is it not enough to have thoughts, incomprehensible and unhinged?

If you can't picture her throwing a molotov... she's not the one, bro.

Might fuck around and annotate some classical literature with notes just a little too cryptic and a tad personal, only to donate it to a used book store in the hopes of someone picking it up and slowly falling in love with me through my writing, left to wonder who was the stranger who poured their heart into this writing.

Where tf my soulmate at, i need you bitch

there is no validation quite like when people really enjoy something you cooked

winning the nobel prize <<< bringing home a completely empty container from a social function